I'm content with the fact that I made a decent effort. That's what I've always worried about: that I wouldn't try hard enough.

We are going as fast as we can as soon as we can. We're in a race against time, until we run out of money.

Almost everybody's happy to be a fool for love.

I'm very contra my constituency in terms of abortion because I'm positively against it. I don't have the right to any other view. My only emotion is gratitude, literally, for my life.

How would I like to be seen? Very endearing, charming, intelligent, handsome.

And this, incidentally, is my thumbnail sketch of American marriage: A woman sees a man; she likes him. Now she jumps on this thing and rides it to some kind of standstill. Then she changes it and trains it, and to the exact degree that she's able to do this, she disrespects him.

You can follow the action, which gets you good pictures. You can follow your instincts, which will probably get you in trouble. Or, you can follow the money, which nine times out of ten will get you closer to the truth.