Woe, Woe, Woe... In A Little While

All Art At Some Time And In Some Manner Becomes Mass Entertainment, And If It Does Not It Dies And Is Forgotten.

When In Doubt, Have A Man Come Through The Door With A Gun In His Hand.

The Character That Lasts Is An Ordinary Guy With Some Extraordinary Qualities.

Everything Written With Vitality Expresses That Vitality: There Are No Dull Subjects, Only Dull Minds.

I Needed A Drink, I Needed A Lot Of Life Insurance, I Needed A Vacation, I Needed A Home In The Country. What I Had Was A Coat, A Hat And A Gun. I Put Them On And Went Out Of The Room.