There Is No Other Occupation In The

Love Is A Publicity Stunt, And Making Love, After The First Curious Raptures, Is Only Another Petulant Way To Pass The Time Waiting For The Studio To Call.

The Great Art Of Films Does Not Consist Of Descriptive Movement Of Face And Body But In The Movements Of Thought And Soul Transmitted In A Kind Of Intense Isolation.

After A Person Dies, His Biographers Feel Free To Give Him A Glittering List Of Intimate Friends. Anecdotes Are So Much Tastier Spiced With Expensive Names.

There Is No Other Occupation In The World That So Closely Resembled Enslavement As The Career Of A Film Star.

The Tragedy Of Film History Is That It Is Fabricated, Falsified, By The Very People Who Make Film History.