The Mouth Was Wide Open And Ripped

One Of Those Men Who Reach Such An Acute Limited Excellence At Twenty−one That Everything Afterward Savors Of Anti−climax.

People Living Alone Get Used To Loneliness.

Never Miss A Party...good For The Nerves--like Celery.

Conditions In The [movie] Industry Somehow Propose The Paradox: "we Brought You Here For Your Individuality But While You're Here We Insist That You Do Everything To Conceal It.

Men Don’t Often Know Those Times When A Girl Could Be Had For Nothing.