I wonder if Socrates and Plato took a house on Crete during the summer.
Me sitting down for dinner with Ingmar Bergman felt like a house painter sitting down with Picasso.
There are drawbacks in being famous too, but you can live with those. They're not life-threatening. If the paparazzi are outside your restaurant or your house - and actors make such a big thing of it and scurry into cars and drape things - you think they're going to be crucified or something. It's not a big deal. You can get used to that. It's not so terrible.