When I was about 12 years old back in Houston, my Dad used to take us to the driving range.

The way my brain processes information is quite odd. I mean, I have Attention Deficit Disorder and another learning disability I can't even spell. I don't even have a high school diploma. I'm smart, but you can't prove it on paper.

I didn't get where I am today by worryin' about how I'd feel tomorrow.

In Texas, we have the death penalty, and we use it. That's right. If you come to Texas and kill somebody, we will kill you back.

I quit smoking cigarettes and with the $70 a month I am saving not smoking cigarettes I'm smoking $700 worth of cigars.

The next time you have a thought... let it go.

There have been times in my life that I've had a ton of vices, and my demons have run amok for years and years and years.