You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire; you build egos the size of cathedrals; fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse; grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green, gold-plated fantasies, until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own God... and where can you go from there?

I went back to the stage because it was my way of dealing with the success I had, my way of coping. It was a way of escaping the responsibilty of what was happening.

I'm always on a red carpet . . . the other day I thought, this ain't bad. You can meet people on it.

Our ability to manufacture fraud now exceeds our ability to detect it.

The only thing in this world that gives orders is balls.

The problem with me is, I guess, the way I express myself, you have to be with me 50 years before you can get a sense of what I'm talking about.

If something is working, don't fix it. Keep going. Go with the glow.