On My Last Day Of Shooting, I'd

I Don't Read A Great Deal Of Fiction, To My Shame, Other Than The Classics.

Well, You Cannot Think Of Cinema Now, And You Cannot Think Of Cinema In The Uk And Not Place Chaplin In The Most Extraordinary Elevated Context, If There Can Be Such A Thing, In That He Was A Genius, He Was Unique.

What I Am Sad About Is That There Is Now, In America, No Equivalent To The Art Circuit.

I Do Not Have A Brain That I Long For In Dealing With Matters Of Which I Am Ignorant, That Don't Come Within My Ken And A Rationale, A Reason, And Argument And So On, And I Can't Do That And I'm Not In That Bracket At All.

I Can't Write, I Can't Paint, I Don't Compose.