Perfectionists Are Their Own Devils.

You Had To Grow Up Sometime. The Fellows Who Grew Early, They Were In Jeopardy. They Became The Cops And The Crooks, And The Crooks Became The Gangsters. The Crooks Became The Al Capones.

An American Is A Guy, A Rich Guy With A Family, A Decent Guy With A Family With As Many Kids As He Likes, Doing What He Wants, Working With People That He Likes, And Enjoying Himself To His Very Old Age.

There Was One Time They Knocked Me Out And Laid Me In Front Of My Mother's Door. And In Order For My Mother Not To Be Shocked They Readjusted My Clothes And They Saw That Nothing Was Rumpled And I Looked Very Comfortable Next To The Apartment Door, So When My Mother Would Open The Door It Wouldn't Be That Much Of A Shock.

I Had Very High Respect For The Pratt Institute, But I Thought That I Had Done My Best, And That Was Not Their Version Of The Best.

I Feel That My Characters All Have Some Part Of My Character. I Feel That They're All Me In Some Way, Certainly Not In Individuality, But They All Bear Elements Of What I Feel.