Living through the process of all this happening was pretty incredible. It's really wonderful to see this actually happen.

I have never met the man I could despair of after discerning what lies in me apart from the grace of God.

On that road of the informer, it is always night. I cannot ever inform against anyone without feeling something die within me. I inform without pleasure, because it is necessary.

Every sincere break with Communism is a religious experience, though the Communists fail to identify its true nature, though he fail to go to the end of the experience. His break is the political expression of the perpetual need of the soul whose first faint stirring he has felt within him, years, months or days before he breaks. A Communist breaks because he must choose at last between irreconcilable opposites — God or Man, Soul or Mind, Freedom or Communism.

It's a pretty common thing with an orchestra. When I was living in the Village and going to see the Thad Jones/Mel Lewis Orchestra, that's what they did.

This is my first movie, so it's pretty overwhelming to see all those characters that were living in my own fevered little brain suddenly 30 feet tall,