I would join Sisyphus in Hades and gladly push my boulder up the slope if only, each time it rolled back down, I were given a line of Aeschylus.

I've lost all capacity for disbelief. I'm not sure that I could even rise to a little gentle scepticism.

What are a friend's books for if not to be borrowed?

It was a different planet in 1967, the Broadway theatre. It had a little ashtray clamped to the back of every seat and the author got 10% of the gross.

Good things, when short, are twice as good.

One of the nice things about the world of filmmaking is that you make friends in the business.

It takes a lot of effort to be vibrant.