The first film that I’d ever seen was “Bambi.” And then, it was “Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs,” which I had nightmares about.
I’m surprised that Disney hasn’t done “Honey, I Shrunk the Grandkids.”
I can’t go to Disneyland, as myself. I can’t go out and walk down the street. There’s crowds, and bumper to bumper cars. And so, I create my world behind my gates. Everything that I love is behind those gates. We have elephants, and giraffes, and crocodiles, and every kind of tigers and lions. And […]
I love Mickey Mouse more than any woman I have ever known.
Mickey Mouse is, to me, a symbol of independence. He was a means to an end.
There’s only one S. O. B. at this studio – and that’s me. (dressing down an executive for yelling at a gardener)
Fancy being remembered around the world for the invention of a mouse!
I don’t like depressing pictures. I don’t like pestholes. I don’t like pictures that are dirty. I don’t ever go out and pay for studies in abnormality. I don’t have depressed moods and I don’t want to have any. I’m happy, just very, very happy.
One thing kids like is to be tricked. For instance, I was going to take my little nephew to Disneyland, but instead drove him to an old burned-out warehouse. “Oh, no,” I said, “Disneyland burned down.” He cried and cried, but I think that deep down, he thought it was a pretty good joke. I […]
Walt was a rugged individualist. He admired Henry Ford. He thought Ford was the cat’s ass. Maybe Ford and Walt were the last of the great ones, the last of great rugged individualists. Maybe that was why they were impatient with people of lesser talent and impractical with themselves, when they made mistakes.