Hollywood, We Decided, Was A Nice Place

The Only Non-believer I Encountered Was Oscar Levant Who Wouldn't Visit Disneyland Because He Said He Had His Own Hallucinations.

Then There Was The Time In Hollywood When I Sat Down In A Breakaway Chair And It Collapsed On Me. I Was Nearly Knocked Out And Might Have Been Even More Seriously Hurt But My Fall Was Broken By The Smog.

Looking Back, My Life So Far Seems Like One Long Obstacle Race, With Me As Its Chief Obstacle.

Immigration Is The Sincerest Form Of Flattery.

Hollywood, We Decided, Was A Nice Place To Die, But We Wouldn't Want To Live There.