I love, love, love women.
I have lived in a flurry of images, but I will go out in a freeze frame.
A big talent steals, a small talent borrows.
I never get the girl. I wind up with a country instead. They said all I was good for was playing Indians.
No parent is there forever. So I won't be here forever with these kids.
They say that age kills the fire inside of a man, that he hears Death coming, he opens the door and says, "Come in, give me rest!" That is a pack of goddam lies.