No parent is there forever. So I won't be here forever with these kids.

I studied all about Gauguin. He was a banker. He was a banker who - he used to paint on Sundays. And one day he hated himself for painting on Sundays.

I mean, a Mexican boy couldn't be anything else but an Indian. And why did you take the name of Quinn, they used to say to me. Hey, you're an Indian, so I played Indians.

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.

I have a son in Barcelona whom I am madly in love with.

I didn't intend to become an actor.

Will no man ever do something without a why, just like that, for the hell of it?