Why should poetry have to make sense?

I am at peace with God. My conflict is with Man.

Life can be wonderful if you’re not afraid of it. All it takes is courage, imagination … and a little dough.

The mirror is my best friend because when I cry it never laughs.

Nothing is permanent in this wicked world – not even our troubles.

I am for people. I can’t help it.

I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty that must be explained to be understood. If it does need additional interpretation by someone other than the creator, then I question whether it has fulfilled its purpose.

Movies are a fad. Audiences really want to see live actors on a stage.

Patriotism is too deep a feeling to depict in the posing for a photograph.

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.

The saddest thing I can imagine is to get used to luxury.

To help a friend in need is easy, but to give him your time is not always opportune.

I do not need drugs to be a genius, do not take a genius to be human, but I need your smile to be happy.

A man’s true character comes out when he’s drunk.

Life is a play that does not allow testing. So, sing, cry, dance, laugh and live intensely, before the curtain closes and the piece ends with no Applause.

Life could be wonderful if people would leave you alone.

In the light of our egos, we are all dethroned monarchs.

All I need to make a comedy is a park, a policeman and a pretty girl.

I remain just one thing, and one thing only, and that is a clown. It places me on a far higher plane than any politician.