If I were a maker of perfumes, I would make one and call it 'Spring,' and it would smell like this cool, sweet, early-morning air.
Sometimes I look at my own movies
all truly great art is propaganda ...
All life goes in a circle, around and around, you started at one place, and then came right back to it again.
Everything you ever had, everything you ever lost. It's all there in the trumpet-pain and hate and trouble and peace and quiet and love.
Black was bestlooking. ... Ebony was the best wood, the hardest wood; it was black. Virginia ham was the best ham. It was black on the outside. Tuxedos and tail coats were black and they were a man's finest, most expensive clothes. You had to use pepper to make most meats and vegetables fit to eat. The most flavorsome pepper was black. The best caviar was black. The rarest jewels were black: black opals, black pearls.
A man hasn't got a corner on virtue just because his shoes are shined.