In my wildest dreams, I could not have imagined a sweeter life.

You know, from my point of view, I'm the luckiest cat on the planet.

Several girlfriends are easier to handle than one wife.

I've never gotten enough credit!

My first wife was a brunette, and Barbi Benton, my major romantic relationship of the early 1970s, was a brunette. But since the end of my marriage, all of my girlfriends have been blonds.

The whole 1950s notion was find the right girl, get married, move to the suburbs and then hang out with the guys while she stayed home with the babies. I felt that was sort of sad.

I remain good friends with most of the major relationships in my life.