I have three phobias ...: I hate going to bed, get up and hate hate being alone.

A Republican. A Republican. That's worse than being a goddamned Communist!

My progress reminded me of the horses in The Whip. They raced at the limit of their speed directly toward the audience. But they raced on a treadmill which canceled out their progress.

I have enemies I've never met - that's fame.

Will TV kill the theater? If the programs I have seen, save for "Kukla, Fran and Ollie," the ball games and the fights, are any criterion, the theater need not wake up in a cold sweat.

I'm not at my best when I moralize or philosophize. Logic is elusive, especially to one who so rarely uses it.

The less I behave like Whistler's mother the night before, the more I look like her the morning after.