I won't talk about what it was like in prison, except to say I'm glad I'm out and that I plan never to go back and to pay my taxes every day.

Now they're calling taking drugs an epidemic - that's cos white folks are doing it.

I think about being married again, having a home and a wife. No one can ever be married too many times, and maybe if I keep trying I'll get it right one day.

I think about dying. I've come to realize we all die alone in one way or another.

The MS really started going downhill in 1990.

If you want a friend, you don't buy a friend, Eric, you earn a friend through love and trust and respect.

What I'm saying might be profane, but it's also profound.