I am responsible for no one but myself.

I am rich from the bequests other gifted people have seen fit to leave to me.

Young Jimmy Dean fell off the world as suddenly as he had come.

At awards time, The Exorcist was nominated in 11 categories, everybody but the janitor was up for an Oscar. There was no category for what I did.

I don't think I should have been married... to anybody.

While I am rehearsing a play, I try to read nothing that might distract my concentration from the work in progress.

I can choose to accelerate my disease to an alcoholic death or incurable insanity, or I can choose to live within my thoroughly human condition.