No Man Can Be A Genius In

Like Everyone Else, I Like To Be With A Happy Crowd.

Down Through The Years My Face Has Been Called A Sour Puss, A Dead Pan, A Frozen Face, The Great Stone Face, And, Believe It Or Not, "a Tragic Mask." On The Other Hand That Kindly Critic, The Late James Agee, Described My Face As Ranking "almost With Lincoln's As An Early American Archetype, It Was Haunting, Handsome, Almost Beautiful." I Can't Imagine What The Great Rail Splitter's Reaction Would Have Been To This, Though I Sure Was Pleased.

All My Life I Have Been Happiest When The Folks Watching Me Said To Each Other, `look At The Poor Dope, Wilya?

I`ve Had Few Dull Moments [in My Life] And Not Too Many Sad And Defeated Ones. In Saying This I Am By No Means Overlooking The Rough And Rocky Years I`ve Lived Through. But I Was Not Brought Up Thinking Life Would Be Easy. I Always Expected To Work Hard For My Money And To Get Nothing I Did Not Earn. And The Bad Years, It Seems To Me, Were So Few That Only A Dyed-in-the-wool Grouch Who Enjoys Feeling Sorry For Himself Would Complain.

Is Hollywood The Cruelest City In The World? Well, It Can Be. New York Can Be That, Too. You Can Be A Broadway Star Here One Night, And Something Happens, And Out--nobody Knows You On The Street. They Forget You Ever Lived. It Happens In Hollywood, Too.