My Father Owned A Small Piece Of

Why Are Our Days Numbered And Not, Say, Lettered?

I Keep Wondering If There Is An Afterlife, And If There Is Will They Be Able To Break A Twenty?

My Films Are Misinterpreted All The Time. I Don't Mind That. Everybody's Films Are Misinterpreted. But There's No Malice Or Stupidity In The People That Misinterpret Them. You Know What You Do, But Someone Else Sees It, And They Want To Talk About It Or Write About It, And So They Misinterpret Them.

Don't You See The Rest Of The Country Looks Upon New York Like We're Left-wing, Communist, Jewish, Homosexual Pornographers? I Think Of Us That Way Sometimes And I Live Here.

Life Is Like A Concentration Camp... You Can't Leave Without Dying.