“I’ve had the best of the years, and I don’t want a single year back.”

I believe it from the bottom of my heart, and your sons and daughters, too, can have the American dream come true.

It’s Sir Ben. I’ve not been a Mister for two years.

For many years Hollywood held this double lure for me, tremendous sums of money for work that required no more effort than a game of pinochle.

Once my loved one accepted the diagnosis, healing began for the entire family, but it took too long. It took years.

I’m a songwriter. So I’m OK. But when I wrote “Stand By Me” as a song and to know that the song will probably be here for hundred and hundreds of years to come, it’s great, you know. And it was just simple lyrics.

I did dancing and singing when I was little, and then when I was 12 years old my friends were taking speech and drama at school. They were private lessons, and I started doing that. Over the years everyone else dropped out and I just kept going. I loved it.

It took several years of hard work in small roles before I attained stardom.

I served seven years as the chair of the Princeton economics department where I had responsibility for major policy decisions, such as whether to serve bagels or doughnuts at the department coffee hour.

I studied at the Budapest Academy of Theatrical Arts for four years and emerged with a degree.