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…

I with my thoughts, and trusty computer…

Will journey, and compose; by instinct, word, and image…

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Until the next story is told.