What have I done? I've blundered my way through life. So I have my picture on the wall. The minute I die, that picture will start to yellow and fade and eventually be gone. Blown in the wind and become part of the molecular structure of something else. These things we see as "success," they're non-accomplishments.

I can't stand the gossip of celebrities' lives, all the time! Every minute!

People have an affinity towards things, and you don't know where it comes from. Mozart wrote a symphony when he was four, so it's said; the theory is maybe because his father was a conductor, it happened in vitro, and he heard the music before he was born, and by the age of four he knew how to write music.

When there are tiers of meaning in an ad it intrigues the audience and they look for it again and again.

My mother was an exuberant, silly lady.

My plan has always been to return to Broadway every 50 years.

I hate flying, flat out hate its guts.