He adored New York City. He idolized it all out of proportion... no, make that: he - he romanticized it all out of proportion. Yes. To him, no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.

I'm a big believer in supporting the action on film with the appropriate music. It covers a multitude of sins. It's gotten me out of a lot of jams, over the years. So, music for me is a very big thing in films and I use it unashamedly.

I loathed every day and regret every day I spent in school. I like to be taught to read and write and add and then be left alone.

. . . they confuse everything I do with my life.

I can't enjoy anything unless everybody is. If one guy is starving someplace, that puts a crimp in my evening.

I always feel, I guess being a product of the movies of the 40s where movies were the greatest things and screens were big and palaces were palaces and stars were larger than life that reality was so much inferior to what we felt was conceivably possible from what we had seen in the movies.

Child molestation is a touchy subject... Read the papers! Half the country's doing it!