I'm A Real Pushover For Animals.

I've Got The Jewish Guilt And The Irish Shame And It's A Hell Of A Job Distinguishing Which Is Which.

I See A Steady Downward Slope Toward Oblivion Over The Next Three Years. I'm Pessimistic. Everything That's Happened To Me So Far Has Been Kind Of Flukey. I Went Into Twentieth Century Because I Wanted To Work For Hal Prince. The Part Was Too Small According To My Agent. I Had Been Doing Only Leading Parts, And He Thought I Should Continue That. But The Part Was Enlarged In Rehearsal: Songs Were Added, And It Became More Physicalized And Showy. Then I Won Awards And Got Attention.

I Just Don't Think I'm A Very Good Singer.

Playing Shakespeare Requires Technique. You Don't Play A Bach Toccata By Getting In The Mood.

I've Never Felt Completely Satisfied With What I've Done. I Tend To See Things Too Critically. I'm Trying To Get Over That.