I've Taken Up The Bible Again, Somewhat

But Champagne Is Not Drinking.

I Have A Face That Is A Cross Between Two Pounds Of Halibut And An Explosion In An Old Clothes Closet.

I Make Two Movies A Year To Take Care Of The Butcher And The Baker And The School Fees. Then I Try To Write, But It's Not That Easy. Acting Is What's Easy.

This Is A Terrible Confession To Make, But After I Left The Army I Had A Number Of Things To Try. I Had A Great Conceit To Think That If All Else Failed I Could Always Go To Hollywood. So When All Else Did Fail I Really Went To Hollywood. And Then I Found Out How Wrong I Was.

Malta Is A Sod Of A Place.