Mickey Mouse popped out of my mind onto a drawing pad 20 years ago on a train ride from Manhattan to Hollywood at a time when business fortunes of my brother Roy and myself were at lowest ebb and disaster seemed right around the corner.
An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
The extreme limit of wisdom that's what the public calls madness.
I am a lie who always speaks the truth.
I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?
I guess Ive always wanted to push the boundaries as an actor.
I'd like to work on putting art programs back in...
Music enriches people's lives in the same way...
