I was not a good father in my first marriage. Although there are ways of deserting the family without leaving physically, I was deserted in my head. I was always out, always in the saloons, always drinking, always messing about.

I've avoided work all my life, you see. So, I'm like a bee. I go from flower to flower.

Alcoholism is a dread, an awful, and fatal disease.

I would like to do away with all kind of - all weapons. A dream - totally. Including the bow an arrow.

That's one part of oppression is to make sure you are a shameful, shamed human being. That takes care of the past.

I kind of miss the old sleazy Times Square, in a way. And yet I don't mind not being accosted by all sorts of strange people.

I'm an alcoholic, recovering. And I used to smoke cigarettes, and I was a philanderer and I, wouldn't call myself good.