Today I saw a red and yellow sunset and thought, how insignificant I am! Of course, I thought that yesterday too, and it rained.

I have one last request. Don't use embalming fluid on me; I want to be stuffed with crab meat.

I enjoy the making of the film and it's something for me to do. If nobody ever comes to my films, if people don't want to give me money to make films, that will stop me. But as long as people come all over the world and I have an audience and I have ideas for films, I will do them for as long as I enjoy the process. And I like the whole process of making a film.

I don't know what the hell I'm doing here. I'm 237 years old, I should be collecting social security.

I don't mind dying... as long as I don't have to be there when it happens.

In 1940 I was just turning 5 years old and being taken to the movies. For those of us who were not old enough to understand the horror of war it was a very romantic era because these guys were kissing their wives and girlfriends goodbye and going off to fight and become heroes.

I don't think my film style has changed. I'm doing the same kind of jokes I did when I was younger.