It was the year of the Beatles, it was the year of the Stones, it was 1964.

I think my hight had the most significant single effect on my existence, aside from my brain. In fact, it's part of an inferior-superior syndrome. I think I have an inferior brain and an inferior stature, if you really want to get brutal about it.

It was the year of the Beatles, it was the year of the Stones, it was 1964.

I stepped outside to smoke a J and when I came back to the room, everybody just seemed to move.

Two times two is twenty-two, four times four is forty-four. When numbers get serious, they leave a mark on your door.

The more I get to thinking, the less I tend to laugh.

I don't very often think I've done a good job. I don't like the majority of what I do. I shouldn't say I don't like it, but I'm not satisfied with almost everything that I do.