When somebody brings up a movie (of mine) that I haven't heard about in a long time, I feel like a 70-year-old pitcher at a bar somewhere, and somebody walks in and says, 'Oh, my God, I was in St. Louis and I saw you. You pitched a shutout.' It's real. I really did do that, because someone today remembers it.

When you're a kid, you just have no concept of anything other than what you're doing.

I think I've begun to take for granted how easily information can swirl around me.

The jealousy I feel twards Orlando Bloom exists on many levels.

A perfect run has nothing to do with distance. It's when your stride feels comfortable. You're on your toes trying to push it. Suddenly you realize you can open it up a bit more. You know you're at one with yourself and the environment. You're a little more alive than before you started.

There is nothing as special as watching greatness.

A doable goal for me is to finish a marathon under four hours. I'm doing all the training, but the hardest part is eating right.