How Does Anybody Ever Think Of Anything?

Busy People Begrudge The Days Being Short. I Can No Longer Sit Back And Allow Communist Infiltration, Communist Indoctrination, Communist Subversion, And The International Communist Conspiracy To Sap And Impurify All Of Our Precious Bodily Fluids.

I, Uh, Don't Think It's Quite Fair To Condemn A Whole Program Because Of A Single Slip-up, Sir.

I Haven't Had One Sexual Thought Since The Court Martial.

A Film Is - Or Should Be - More Like Music Than Like Fiction. It Should Be A Progression Of Moods And Feelings. The Theme, What's Behind The Emotion, The Meaning, All That Comes Later.

What Do You Take Me For? A Fourteen Karat Sucker?