What the real world of 1941 needed most was the release and relief provided by laughter.

When animators weren't sleeping, they were drinking.

Except for me, no one in my family could draw.

Not once in six years did I make it to the office by 9 on the dot.

That's what keeps me going: dreaming, inventing, then hoping and dreaming some more in order to keep dreaming.

Among the great glories of the MGM lot were the vast outdoor sets that had been constructed over the years.

My last days at MGM were like the fall of the Roman Empire in fast motion.