When you start with a dream and work with passion, success is inevitable.

Without that passion and urge, there is a gradual oozing out of hope and vitality, a settling down on lower levels of existence, a slow merging into non-existence. We become prisoners of the past and some part of its immobility sticks to us.

You know you are on the road to success if you would do your job and not be paid for it.

I hope before long to press you in my arms and shall shower on you a million burning kisses as under the Equator.

The secret to success is to make your vocation your vacation.

I hope that the entertainment I give has some lasting effect on people. I hope they see the beauty that I myself am seeking. I am trying to express a beauty that embraces not only physical characteristics and scenes, but the true fundamental emotions of humanity. Beauty. Beauty is what I am after.