I've wrestled with reality for 35 years, Doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it.
After age seventy its patch, patch, patch.
Fear is an insidious and deadly thing. It can warp judgment, freeze reflexes, breed mistakes. Worse, it's contagious.
It may sound corny, but what's wrong with wanting to fight for your country. Why are people reluctant to use the word patriotism?
When I got back from the war in 1946 people didn't want the Mr. Smith kind of movie any more, and I refused to make war pictures.
I've sort of gotten into the habit of looking for the vulnerable guy, the guy who makes mistakes, the guy who can't figure things out all the time but keeps at it.