I Was Born On The Kitchen Table.

I Try To Give My Work Everything I've Got, Because When You're Dead Or You're Out Of The Business Or You're In An Old Actors' Home Somewhere, If You've Done A Good Job, Your Work Will Still Be 16 Years Old And Dancing And Healthy And Pirouetting And Arabesquing All Over The Place. And They'll Say, "that's Who He Is! He's Not This Decaying Skeleton."

My God, I'd Love To Smash Into The Casket Of Dostoyevsky, Grab That Bony Hand And Scream At The Remains, 'well Done, You God-damn Genius.'

In Real Life People Fart, In The Movies, People Don't. Why Not? Farts Are A Repressed Minority. The Mouth Gets To Say All Kinds Of Things, But The Other Place Is Supposed To Keep Quiet. But Maybe Our Lower Colons Have Something Interesting To Say. Maybe We Should Listen To Them. Farts Are Human, More Human Than A Lot Of People I Know. I Think We Should Bring Them Out Of The Water Closet And Into The Parlor.

Bad Taste Is Simply Saying The Truth Before It Should Be Said.

American Sex Is Generally Straight. It Happens At 11 O'clock Saturday Night. In The Rural Areas, It Happens At Nine And It Happens Pretty Fast. Got To Get Up The Next Morning, Especially If There're Kids. Can't Make Noise, Either, Wake The Kids.