It's not what a movie is about, it's how it is about it.

To make others less happy is a crime. To make ourselves unhappy is where all crime starts.

It's the same the world over. A Hollywood production comes to town, and the locals all turn movie crazy.

Fellini was more in love with breasts than Russ Meyer, more wracked with guilt than Ingmar Bergman, more of a flamboyant showman than Busby Berkeley... Amarcord seems almost to flow from the camera, as anecdotes will flow from one who has told them often and knows they work. This was the last of his films made for no better reason than Fellini wanted to make it.

Why is it that English, drama and music teachers are most often recalled as our mentors and inspirations? Maybe because artists are rarely members of the popular crowd.

I am proudly a liberal. I am also patriotic, reasonable, pro-American, and stand for family values.

Why do alcoholics begin down the same hazardous road day after day? They are in search of that elusive window of well-being that opens when you drink your way out of a hangover and aren't yet drunk all over again. The alcoholic's day consists of trying to keep that window open.