It's almost impossible to dislike me, because I do nothing.

Disneyland is such a big thing to Californians, I discovered that when you cross the border you have to raise your right hand and take an oath that you believe in Walt Disney.

As I was saying before I was interrupted ... I believe the last thing I said was 'There must be a better way to make a living than this.' Well, I've looked - and there isn't.

Looking back, my life so far seems like one long obstacle race, with me as its chief obstacle.

She should get a divorce and settle down.

Personally, I like those mystery shows. Ever since I was a kid I've been crazy about blood and detectives and murder. Maybe I was born with a silver knife in my back.

To restore a sense of reality, I think Walt Disney should have a Hardluckland.