I never went out looking for glory.

I was nice to the people in the Philippines for the two and a half years I was there, because I knew even­tually I'd have to kiss up to them so my grandchildren could have toys.

When you're 18, you're just so busy being scared and having fun - a crazy mixture - that you never thought of dying.

Italians are fantastic people, really. They can work you over in an alley while singing an opera.

I always rib people, but nobody ever gives me a hard time. I don't know why. Maybe they're afraid of what I might say. There's probably a lesson in that somewhere, but I don't know what it is.

Some people call me a legend and the last of the greats, and I appreciate it.

When you enter a room, you have to kiss his ring. I don't mind, but he has it in his back pocket.