There is nothing as special as watching greatness.

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

It's just fun to be on a movie set and looking to find the comedy in sweet, simple family moments.

I kind of peak at how far I can push my body, and then I run out of determination for the habit and start easing off. It's really just a lack of focus and discipline.

My wife is very patient. On our honeymoon in 1992, we got a motor home and drove from L.A. to Idaho and then down the coast. I was running a lot, then so she would drop me off, drive six miles, park and wait for me.

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.

It's in our own lives, every single day, whether we recognize it as funny at the moment or not.