The Rule In The Art World Is:

There Is Nothing As Dull As An Intellectual Ally After A Certain Age.

People's Sex Habits Are As Well Known In Hollywood As Their Political Opinions, And Much Less Criticized.

In The Court Of The Movie Owner, None Criticized, None Doubted. And None Dared Speak Of Art. In The Owner's Mind Art Was A Synonym For Bankruptcy. The Movie Owners Are The Only Troupe In The History Of Entertainment That Has Never Been Seduced By The Adventure Of The Entertainment World.

I Have Known A Handful Of Producers Who Actually Were Equal Or Superior To The Writers With Whom They Worked. These Producers Were A New Kind Of Nonwriting Writer Hatched By The Movies - As Australia Produced Wingless Birds. They Wrote Without Pencils Or Even Words. Using A Sort Of Mime-like Talent, They Could Make Up Things Like Writers.

I Haunted Streets, Whorehouses, Police Stations, Courtrooms, Theater Stages, Jails, Saloons, Slums, Madhouses, Fires, Murders, Riots, Banquet Halls And Bookshops. I Ran Everywhere In The City Like A Fly Buzzing In The Works Of A Clock, Tasted More Than Any Fit Belly Could Hold, Learned Not To Sleep, And Buried Myself In A Tick-tock Of Whirling Hours That Still Echo In Me.