Every writer knows that unless you were born gifted with either supreme confidence or outsize ego, handing in your work holds, in some cases, admitted terror. If that’s too strong, at least fairly high anxiety.
I always wanted to live in a haunted house.
There should be three days a week when no one is allowed to say: ‘What’s your sign?’ Violators would have their copies of Kahlil Gibran confiscated.
I feel like I’ve been watching Irwin Corey forever. I saw him in the 1950s, and I thought he was old then.
I’m sure I’ve all but lost friends by maintaining that, despite their love for it, I always saw Stanley Kramer’s ‘It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World’ as more of an exercise in anti-comedy than humor.
Radio, which was a much better medium than television will ever be, was easy and pleasant to listen to. Your mind filled automatically with images.
To label me an intellectual is a misunderstanding of what that is.
Years have passed since I have set foot in a comedy club. If the comic is doing badly it’s painful, and if the comic is doing brilliantly, it’s extremely painful.
Once I left out what I then considered my best line because there was a suspected column rat in the house.
Show people tend to treat their finances like their dentistry. They assume the man handling it knows what he is doing.
The trick to writing for people is, you have to be able to turn them on in your head. And know how they’d word something or how they’d inflect it.
I’m not sure why writing for others became harder. Probably a reluctance to give away anything you might conceivably use yourself caused a block. I did it, but it remained hard when it had once been easy.
Lawyers work hard and, like us, they’re human, many of them.
I know what it feels like to be a gun lover.
I hate Danny Kaye movies.
Unpleasant reading on the subject of anger tells us that there’s not really anything wrong with it. In limited amounts. It can even be a good thing. A pressure valve.
I find most ‘sacred music’ pretty dismal.
Every comic can report a few ‘gift from the gods’ moments.
A grown man, weeping, is a tough thing to see.
My dream was maybe someday, one night I can be a guest on a talk show, and then I will have achieved everything I want.