Even True Believers Had Consciences, Too Bad.

Collaboration On A Book Is The Ultimate Unnatural Act.

Life Was Such A Strange Thing, So Permanent When One Had It, So Fleeting When It Was Lost- And Those Who Lost It Could Never Tell You What It Was Like, Could They?

To Ronald Wilson Regan, The Fortieth President Of The United States: The Man Who Won The War.

Privacy And Loneliness Were The Traditional Luxuries Accorded To A Skipper.

The Only Person Who Has Artistic Control Is The Director, And 'director' Is How You Spell God In Hollywood.