In 1944 James Arthur and Minnie Susan were added to the Marx household.

In the house in Beverly Hills where our four children grew up, living conditions were a few thousand times improved over the old tenement on New York's East 93rd Street we Marx Brothers called home.

If things get too much for you and you feel the whole world's against you, go stand on your head. If you can think of anything crazier to do, do it.

Like the East Side tenement, our house was seldom without the sound of music or laughter or questions being asked or stories being told.

The passing of an ordinary man is sad. The passing of a great man is tragic, and doubly tragic when the greatness passes before the man does.

But I guess that's the way it is. When you lose something irreplaceable, you don't mourn for the thing you lost. you mourn for yourself.

I am the most fortunate self-taught harpist and non-speaking actor who has ever lived.