Hey man, did you see that? His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud.

I was lucky I survived the motorcycle accident because I - bike went under the car. I flew out about 20 or 25 feet. I didn't have a helmet on. I hit my head on the pavement and knocked myself out, gave myself a brain concussion, screwed up my left leg. And I was - I was lucky then that I didn't get killed because I didn't have any protective clothing on whatsoever. And I took a pretty good beating. But, yeah, such was the nature of the day when the barber was called and Samson's locks were trimmed.

You can't kill your way to security and you can't lead by scaring people.

The only thing I know as I get older is that I don't really need to be No. 1.

They put a rifle in my hand, sent me off to a foreign land to go and kill the Yellow man.

I think that is what film and art and music do; they can work as a map of sorts for your feelings.

I never start with a political point of view. I believe that your politics are emotionally and psychologically determined by your early experiences.