No, I never had any dreams. The process of art is a dream in itself. The artist just doesn't... you work out something. It's yours. You don't have to go to sleep to do that. You do that on the canvas.

I had a go at changing history - maybe not all by myself - I fought at the battle of Normandy, I slogged through the Ardennes, and I celebrated the liberation of Paris on the streets with beautiful French girls throwing flowers at me. I said good-bye to my first true love and discovered what I really wanted to do with my life.

Eating is one of the great beauties in life. One of my favorite recreations... eating with friends, the service, the ambience.

I can easily ignore my detractors and feel the people who respond favorably.

I hold doors open for all the women. Men can open the doors for themselves.

Ive zeroed in on what you would call action and excellence... Everybody who does anything to try to succeed has to give the best of themselves, and art has made me pull the best out of myself.

I always stayed in tune with my own ambitions and attitudes and I'm still my intractable old self, for better or worse.