Repeat, Over And Over Again, In Case

The Cinema Seems To Have Been Invented To Express The Life Of The Subconscious, The Roots Of Which Penetrate Poetry So Deeply

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.

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.

Like The Majority Of Deaf People, I Don't Like Blind People Much.