I got a divorce because my ex-wife left me for another woman.

I'm twelve years old. I run into a synagogue. I ask the rabbi the meaning of life. He tells me the meaning of life but he tells it to me in Hebrew. I don't understand Hebrew. Then he wants to charge me $600 for Hebrew lessons.

Well, trouble's my middle name. Actually, my middle name is Marion, but I don't want you spreading that around.

I usually want to crawl into the ground after I make a film, almost invariably.

For the first year of marriage I had basically a bad attitude. I tended to place my wife underneath a pedestal.

Usually, you hire people that you think are wonderful.

Tradition is the illusion of permanance.