That quote is a guiding light, but then again, this one is nearly perfect:
“I wasn’t kissing her, I was just whispering in her mouth,” uttered by Chico Marx when caught in flagrante.
Now, you all know where I come from and about my ties to Hollywood. You also may have gleaned my credo, which is to be civil in print and online, and if I am going to dish, to tie up my indiscreet disclosures in pretty fictional packages.
While Hollywood beguiles, and begets another novel, the site will go quiet…
Until the next story is told.