I remember one night in Memphis, I'd come out of a blackout, and I didn't know where I was. I'm feeling through the darkness - I was asleep in the middle of a freeway. I went up to this car in the darkness, and it was a cop car.

I used to fantasize that Paul McCartney would marry my sister.

We were very pleased to have the opportunity to come to Israel and visit the holy sites in the Old City.

In 1964 something totally unexpected happened. I got a job I enjoyed.

A foolish picture I live in disgust, degradation being eaten by lust.

The media sells it and you live the role.

What is the world coming to?