I think the Playboy philosophy is very, very connected to the American dream.

Life is bittersweet. Inside our heads, if we're lucky, we're the same kids as we were when we were young.

Life and values do run in cycles.

Smoking helped put me in touch with the realm of the senses.

I would like to think that I will be remembered as someone who had some positive impact on the sociosexual values of his time. And I think I'm secure and happy in that.

The notion that Playboy exploited women, because we showed them in beautiful photographs, sexually oriented, strikes me as rather bizarre.

I'm very comfortable with the nature of life and death, and that we come to an end. What's most difficult to imagine is that those dreams and early yearnings and desires of childhood and adolescence will also disappear. But who knows? Maybe you become part of the eternal whatever.