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

In those days, boxing was very glamorous and romantic. You listened to fights on the radio, and a good announcer made it seem like a contest between gladiators.

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 don't know anyone who enjoys going to the hospital. To help remedy this, I got an idea to create what a Laugh Room in the pediatric ward of hospitals.

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

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

When animators weren't sleeping, they were drinking.