The Ultimate Obscenity Is Not Caring, Not

If You're Really A Good Writer And Deserve That Honored Position, Then By God, You'll Write, And You'll Be Read, And You'll Be Produced Somehow. It Just Works That Way. If You're Just A Simple Ordinary Day-to-day Craftsman, No Different Than Most, Then The Likelihood Is That You Probably Won't Make It In Writing.

In Terms Of Screenwriting Adaptations It's Trying To Cut Out Stuff That's Extraneous, Without Doing Damage To The Original Piece, Because You Owe A Debt Of Some Respect To The Original Author. That's Why It Was Bought.

If Survival Calls For The Bearing Of Arms, Bear Them You Must. But The Most Important Part Of The Challenge Is For You To Find Another Means That Does Not Come With The Killing Of Your Fellow Man.

I Guess We All Have A Little Vaunting Itch For Immortality, I Guess That Must Be It.

You're Looking At A Species Of Flimsy Little Two-legged Animals With Extremely Small Heads Whose Name Is Man...very Tiny Undeveloped Brain; Comes From Primitive Planet Named Earth. Calls Himself 'samuel Conrad'. And He Will Remain Here In His Cage With The Running Water And The Electricity And The Central Heat- As Long As He Lives. Samuel Conrad Has Found The Twilight Zone.