I am an alcoholic, as I said. And it is however we call it, a disease. That's an explanation, but not an excuse.

I absolutely love the public transportation system in New York. No matter what, no matter how people complain, it is the best in the world.

That's my punishment in hell, shoveling horseshit.

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.

The purpose of the media is to make us all spectators, to watch. So that's why we have millions of fat children watching the games, eating and consuming and not playing themselves.

To me a saint is a severely edited sinner. That's what I think.

Here am I, a human being and that has a body that is getting old. And I only have one, I can't trade it in.