I Am What I Am: An Individual,

Sound Has Spoiled The Most Ancient Of The World's Arts, The Art Of Pantomime, And Has Canceled Out The Great Beauty That Is Silence.

Friends Have Asked How I Came To Engender This American Antagonism. My Prodigious Sin Was, And Still Is, Being A Non-conformist. Although I Am Not A Communist I Refused To Fall In Line By Hating Them. Secondly, I Was Opposed To The Committee On Un-american Activities - A Dishonest Phrase To Begin With, Elastic Enough To Wrap Around The Throat And Strangle The Voice Of Any American Citizen Whose Honest Opinion Is A Minority Of One.

If Anybody Else Says It's Like Old Times, I'll Jump Out The Window.

Time Is The Best Author. It Always Writes The Perfect Ending.

All My Pictures Are Built Around The Idea Of Getting In Trouble And So Giving Me The Chance To Be Desperately Serious In My Attempt To Appear As A Normal Little Gentleman.