As the poet said, 'Only God can make a tree,' probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on.

I'm in show business. I'm not like a poor factory worker who'd been laid off.

Fantasy is seductive and much more wonderful than reality, but you can't take it to the bank. It's always an escape. And if used as an escape, as in attending a movie or a show for a circumscribed period of time, it's fine. When it starts to become undifferentiated from reality, it leads to big trouble.

When I am in New York, I want to be in Europe, and when I am in Europe, I want to be in New York.

Umlaut snaps around and we cut to a blond apparition in her early twenties, clearly descended from Olympus by way of Hugh Hefner's mansion.

Human beings are divided into mind and body. The mind embraces all the nobler aspirations, like poetry and philosophy, but the body has all the fun.

If God exists, I hope he has a good excuse.