I'm not basically a happy person, but I have all kinds of joy.

Ecstasy is not really part of the scene we can do on celluloid.

The essential is to excite the spectators. If that means playing Hamlet on a flying trapeze or in an aquarium, you do it.

When you are down and out something always turns up - and it is usually the noses of your friends.

I'd make my promises now if I wasn't so busy arranging to keep them.

Our works in stone, in paint, in print, are spared, some of them, for a few decades or a millennium or two, but everything must finally fall in war, or wear away into the ultimate and universal ash - the triumphs, the frauds, the treasures and the fakes. A fact of life: we're going to die. "Be of good heart," cry the dead artists out of the living past. "Our songs will all be silenced, but what of it? Go on singing." Maybe a man's name doesn't matter all that much.

I have an unfortunate personality.