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James Joyce -- an essentially private man who wished his total
indifference to public notice to be universally recognized.
-- Tom Stoppard
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James McNeill Whistler's (painter of "Whistler's Mother")
failure in his West Point chemistry examination once provoked him to
remark in later life, "If silicon had been a gas, I should have been a
major general."
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Jane and I got mixed up with a television show -- or as we call it back
east here: TV -- a clever contraction derived from the words Terrible
Vaudeville. However, it is our latest medium -- we call it a medium
because nothing's well done. It was discovered, I suppose you've heard,
by a man named Fulton Berle, and it has already revolutionized social
grace by cutting down parlour conversation to two sentences: "What's on
television?" and "Good night".
-- Goodman Ace, letter to Groucho Marx, in The Groucho
Letters, 1967
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Jim, it's Grace at the bank. I checked your Christmas Club account.
You don't have five-hundred dollars. You have fifty. Sorry, computer foul-up!
-- "The Rockford Files"
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Jim, it's Jack. I'm at the airport. I'm going to Tokyo and wanna pay
you the five-hundred I owe you. Catch you next year when I get back!
-- "The Rockford Files"
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Jim, this is Janelle. I'm flying tonight, so I can't make our date, and
I gotta find a safe place for Daffy. He loves you, Jim! It's only two
days, and you'll see. Great Danes are no problem!
-- "The Rockford Files"
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Jim, this is Matty down at Ralph's and Mark's. Some guy named Angel
Martin just ran up a fifty buck bar tab. And now he wants to charge it
to you. You gonna pay it?
-- "The Rockford Files"
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JOHN PAUL ELECTED POPE!!
(George and Ringo miffed.)
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Just because you like my stuff doesn't mean I owe you anything.
-- Bob Dylan
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Just close your eyes, tap your heels together three times, and think to
yourself, `There's no place like home.'
-- Glynda the Good
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