Rebel, renegade, must stay paid.
Ill just say whats in my heart: Ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.
I've been accused of vulgarity. I say that's bullshit.
I don't think in terms of results at all. I think: what next insanity can I shock the world with?
Bad taste is simply saying the truth before it should be said.
The audience. They see the name Mel Brooks, they want something really funny. They don't want to be moved; they don't want to be taught any lessons. [. . . ] I get more letters for Twelve Chairs and Life Stinks than I get from any other movies, because people actually agree with the philosophy, or were moved, or they love the movie.
I don't know what to say so I'll just say what's in my heart. . . badoom, badoom, badoom.
Every nation needs two wings to fly. Any bird torn at the wings will never soar the skies.
I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else.
I'm looking into a different actor's eyes every couple days, and I'm learning so much just to see the different processes people go through, and how their acting works for them.
No one who has ever brought up a child can doubt for a moment that love is literally the life-giving fluid of human existence