'Dallas' hit a chord back in the late Seventies and Eighties because it was the age of greed: here you have this unapologetic character who is mean and nasty and ruthless and does it all with an evil grin. I think people related to JR back then because we all have someone we know exactly like him. Everyone in the world knows a JR.

We are living in the machine age. For the first time in history the comedian has been compelled to supply himself with jokes and comedy material to compete with the machine. Whether he knows it or not the comedian is on a treadmill to oblivion.

There is no self-knowledge but an historical one. No one knows what he himself is who does not know his fellow men especially the most prominent one of the community the master's master the genius of the age.

Everyone knows that by far the happiest and universally enjoyable age of man is the first. What is there about babies which makes us hug and kiss and fondle them so that even an enemy would give them help at that age?

It is not by the gray of the hair that one knows the age of the heart.

Not even old age knows how to love death.

Our age knows nothing but reaction and leaps from one extreme to another.