So I've worked really hard, because nothing ever came easily to me.
On adultery: "Why fool around with hamburger when you have steak at home?
The problem with getting older is you still remember how things used to be.
In racing, the fastest person wins. It is very simple.
It seems to me that the older I get, the more running around I do with less satisfaction, just spinning my wheels.
What could be better than to hold your hand out to people less fortunate than you are?