Everything is designed to help you sell out.
The longer your life goes on, the more death you face.
Good-looking people turn me off. Myself included.
I keep dreaming of a future, a future with a long and healthy life, not lived in the shadow of cancer but in the light.
When it looks like I may live longer than five minutes I'll drop cigarettes like a hot potato.
Look at it! It's a once in a lifetime opportunity, man! Let me go out there and let me get one wave, just one wave before you take me in. I mean, come on man, where I am I gonna go? Cliffs on both sides! I'm not gonna paddle my way to New Zealand! Come on, compadre. Come on!