I see a lot of fog and a few lights. I like it when life’s hidden. It gives you a chance to imagine nice things, nicer than they are.
BEN HECHTI have known a number of Don Juans who were good studs and who cavorted between the sheets without a psychiatrist to guide them. But most of the busy love-makers I knew were looking for masculinity rather than practicing it. They were fellows of dubious lust.
More Ben Hecht Quotes
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He was in love with life as an ant on a summer blade of grass.
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Criticism can never instruct or benefit you. Its chief effect is that of a telegram with dubious news. Praise leaves no glow behind, for it is a writer’s habit to remember nothing good of himself.
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People’s sex habits are as well known in Hollywood as their political opinions, and much less criticized.
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There is nothing as dull as an intellectual ally after a certain age.
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The rest of the fraternity is deadwood. Yet, in a curious way, there is not much difference between the product of a good writer and a bad one. They both have to toe the same mark.
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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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The rule in the art world is: you cater to the masses or you kowtow to the elite; you can’t have both.
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Despite all our toil and progress, the art of medicine still falls somewhere between trout casting and spook writing.
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Love is a hole in the heart.
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The only practical way yet discovered by the world for curing its ills is to forget about them.
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They’re a symbol of the whole town, pretending to fight, love, weep and laugh all the time – and they’re phonies, all of them. And I head the list…their phony hearts were dripping with the milk of human kindness.
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There’s one thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die – their silence.
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Prejudice is a raft onto which the shipwrecked mind clambers and paddles to safety.
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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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A movie is never any better than the stupidest man connected with it.
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