I have written a raucous valentine to a poet’s dream and agony.
Criticism can never instruct or benefit you. Its chief effect is that of a telegram with dubious news. Praise leaves no glow behind, for it is a writer’s habit to remember nothing good of himself. I have usually forgotten those who have admired my work, and seldom anyone who disliked it. Obviously, this is because...
I’m a Hollywood writer, so I put on my sports jacket and take off my brain
We trotted, coach-dog fashion, at the heels of the human race, our tails wag.
The rule in the art world is: you cater to the masses or you kowtow to the elite; you can’t have both
When you overpay small people you frighten them. They know that their merits or activities entitle them to no such sums as they are receiving. As a result their boss soars out of economic into magic significance. He becomes a source of blessings rather than wages. Criticism is sacrilege, doubt is heresy.
We are helping to make a market of low-income people, but making sure that the market is one these people can participate in, that the costs are affordable. And once they’re online, there is something to do online, a destination where they can go and improve their lives.
He was in love with life as an ant on a summer blade of grass
In moderating, not satisfying desires, lies peace.
We are going to make sure that there is high-speed broadband available to everyone, and affordable to people historically kept out of it. It means they have not just access, but can also understand how to buy low-cost, affordable computers.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Much more frequent in Hollywood than the emergence of Cinderella is her sudden vanishing. At our party, even in those glowing days, the clock was always striking twelve for someone at the height of greatness; and there was never a prince to fetch her back to the happy scene.
Prejudice is a raft onto which the shipwrecked mind clambers and paddles to safety
Time is a circus, always packing up and moving away.
The honors Hollywood has for the writer are as dubious as tissue-paper cuff links.
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.
Movies are one of the bad habits that corrupted our century. Of their many sins, I offer as the worst their effect on the intellectual side of the nation. It is chiefly from that viewpoint I write of them — as an eruption of trash that has lamed the American mind and retarded Americans from...