I never felt I belonged. I was always an outsider.

My father came back one day and forced my mother to submit to him. He raped her, holding a knife.

Mom was the greatest influence of my childhood. She wanted to save me from the vice, lust, and drinking that was all about me.

I had always loved John Ford's pictures. And I came to love him, too, but I was frightened to death working for him. He used the shock treatment while directing me.

We are all gifted. That is our inheritance.

All the men in my life have been two things: an epic and an epidemic.

There's no hypocrisy in Hell's Kitchen.