It is not my fault that certain so-called bohemian elements have found in my writings something to hang their peculiar beatnik theories on.
“The mystery of the beginning of all things is insoluble by us; and I for one must be content to remain an agnostic.”
“My son tried to work in films and he ultimately gave it up, he finally couldn't make a living, he couldn't support himself. He worked all the time and he didn't make enough money to have a house, have an apartment.”