“The other night my daughter Lorna reminisced about the time I regressed to complete infantilism. We were having dinner and tapioca pudding was served. A wild glint came into my eyes and in the presence of my wife and children I shrieked at the top of my voice, “I love this more than anything in the world!” I had to be withdrawn from tapioca pudding slowly. It was one of the few times I wasn’t committed to achieve withdrawal.”Oscar Levant book The Memoirs of an AmnesiacThe Memoirs of an Amnesiac (1965)
“In the middle and late 50′s I was in hospitals constantly. I was committed every time I drew a breath or took an extra twelve pills–which never affected me much because I’m not suicidal.”Oscar Levant book The Memoirs of an AmnesiacThe Memoirs of an Amnesiac (1965)
“I rated the drug Demerol over sex as the ultimate pleasure at one time. Now I don’t have access to either.”Oscar Levant book The Memoirs of an AmnesiacThe Memoirs of an Amnesiac (1965)