I’m a Hollywood writer, so I put on my sports jacket and take off my brain.
BEN HECHTIn moderating, not satisfying desires, lies peace.
More Ben Hecht Quotes
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Movies are one of the bad habits that have corrupted our century. They have slipped into the American mind more misinformation in one evening than the Dark Ages could muster in a decade.
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Innocent people can get into terrible jams, too. One false move and you’re in over your head.
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Out of the seventy movies I’ve written some ten of them were not entirely waste product.
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I ran everywhere in the city like a fly buzzing in the works of a clock, tasted more than any fit belly could hold, learned not to sleep, and buried myself in a tick-tock of whirling hours that still echo in me.
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I’ll tell you a secret. We live in a mad and inspiring world.
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Time is a circus, always packing up and moving away.
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Chicago is a sort of journalistic Yellowstone Park, offering haven to a last herd of fantastic bravos.
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The movies are an eruption of trash that has lamed the American mind and retarded Americans from becoming cultured people.
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A movie is never any better than the stupidest man connected with it.
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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.
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Prejudice is a raft onto which the shipwrecked mind clambers and paddles to safety.
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A man nearly always loves for other reasons than he thinks. A lover is apt to be as full of secrets from himself as is the object of his love from him.
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Like the actor, authority has faith in its false whiskers. But its deepest faith is in the human illusion. People will hang on to illusion as eagerly as life itself.
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The honors Hollywood has for the writer are as dubious as tissue-paper cuff links.
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Three years ago, the white hope of the theatre. Today, a mug. That’s New York for you. Puts you on a Christmas tree, and then – the alley.
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