People Hate Me Because I Am A

Comedy Is A Man In Trouble. And Without It, There's No Humor.

Postwar America Was A Very Buttoned-up Nation. Radio Shows Were Run By Censors, Presidents Wore Hats, Ladies Wore Girdles. We Came Straight Out Of The Blue - Nobody Was Expecting Anything Like Martin And Lewis. A Sexy Guy And A Monkey Is How Some People Saw Us.

People Hate Me Because I Am A Multifaceted, Talented, Wealthy, Internationally Famous Genius.

When I Hit Around 65, 66, I Started To Feel Tremendous Worth And Incredible Personal Esteem. I Was Becoming Very Cognisant Of My Contribution To The American Spirit Of Helping Your Fellow Man And All Of The Good Stuff.

The Doc Told Me I Had A Dual Personality. Then He Lays An 82 Dollar Bill On Me, So I Give Him 41 Bucks And Say, 'get The Other 41 Bucks From The Other Guy.'