On the last morning of Virginia's bloodiest year since the Civil War I built a fire and sat facing a window of darkness where at sunrise I knew I would find the sea.

If we were to wake up some morning and find that everyone was the same race creed and color we would find some other causes for prejudice by noon.

We were doing it under the most extraordinary circumstances but the first out of the tent in the morning would be David Lean. He said to me on the very first day of shooting Pete this is the beginning of a great adventure.

One thing I've very quickly learned is that if you wake up every morning worrying about what's in the press you would go completely and utterly potty.

I think my real depressions started when I was about 16 and doing The Patty Duke Show. I would go to bed at about 10 o'clock on a Friday night and not get up again until 6:30 Monday morning.

Early in the morning I fell in love with the girl that later on became my wife. At that time we were so naive. I wanted to charm her so I read her Capital by Marx. I thought somehow she would be convinced by the strength of his criticism about capital.

My favorite meal would have to be good old-fashioned eggs over easy with bacon. Many others but you can't beat that on a Sunday morning especially with a cup of tea.

I became a musician so I wouldn't have to get up at 6 in the morning.

And if I had a preference it would be to be able to not be in the studio until 4 in the morning.

I myself spent nine years in an insane asylum and I never had the obsession of suicide but I know that each conversation with a psychiatrist every morning at the time of his visit made me want to hang myself realizing that I would not be able to cut his throat.