Living the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way.

There are only two kinds of people in the world that really count. One kind's wheat and the other kind's emeralds.

I never would just open a door and walk through, I had to bust it down for the hell of it. I just naturally liked doing things the hard way.

About mistakes it's funny. You got to make your own; and not only that, if you try to keep people from making theirs they get mad.

But I have felt that to be a Jew was, in some ways at least, to be especially privileged.

The very rich and the very social are, often, the very stuffy.

I like any place that isn't here.