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.

My purpose in life always has been to avoid work. And I hear these people saying, "I work hard and I pay my taxes." Well, you're an asshole.

That's my punishment in hell, shoveling horseshit.

I had great faith that perhaps this man Obama would do something, but he is, we're all in the grip of big money.

When an English man speaks well, for example now, and this is another way of putting us down, they say he's "eloquent" you see. "Oh, eloquent chap they are!" An Irish person speak well, they say, "Ah, you have the gift of the gab." "Ah, you kissed the blarney stone." You see, all of this putting us down.

I would never become an alcoholic like my father because my father deserted us. But diseases, there's no let up.

They don't allow a dying on the highway. No Passing. They give you a ticket if you die on the highway.