Frankly, Despite My Horror Of The Press,

Salvador Dalí Seduced Many Ladies, Particularly American Ladies, But These Seductions Usually Consisted Of Stripping Them Naked In His Apartment, Frying A Couple Of Eggs, Putting Them On The Woman's Shoulders And, Without A Word, Showing Them The Door.

A Paranoiac, Like A Poet, Is Born, Not Made.

I'm Still An Atheist, Thank God.

Luis Bunuel's Two Semishort Surrealist Hand Grenades (cowritten In Varying Degrees With Salvador Dali) Make A Double Bill That Can Restore Your Faith In The Subversions Of Youth. Pure Spanish-parisian Piss And Vinegar.

Thank God, I Am Still An Atheist.