Faced with the choice of enduring a bad toothache or going to the dentist, we generally tried to ride out the bad tooth.

I cannot say who, precisely, came up with the idea of a Stone Age family.

My marriage had been impulsive. That marriage should have been short-lived instead of the 23 years it spanned.

I learned long ago to accept the fact that not everything I create will see the light of day.

High-level, big-deal publicity has a way of getting old for me, but what never fails to thrill me is when I make personal appearances.

The Christmas parties were orgies of drinking and singing and groping and pawing. Cartoon staffers invested their own money in preparatory liquor.

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