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

There is no law that says a man who earned a hundred million dollars in his first half-dozen years on the job has to be a decent human being, but Mike Eisner is that and more.

Publicity gets more than a little tiring. You want it, you need it, you crave it, and you're scared as hell when it stops.

I never got tired of Tom and Jerry, but I did have a dream of doing more with my life than making cartoons.

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

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

When animators weren't sleeping, they were drinking.