I've gained no wisdom, no insight, no mellowing. I would make all the same mistakes again, today.

I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.

Because it's much more pleasant to be obsessed over how the hero gets out of his predicament than it is over how I get out of mine.

I should have known something was wrong with my first wife. When I brought her home to meet my parents, they approved of her.

My Lord, my Lord! What hath Thou done lately?

I'm a terrible musician. While the band members are great, I'm tolerated and affectionately regarded because I do movies, but if I had to make my living as a musician I would starve. I'm like a Sunday tennis player.

The artist's job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.