I was a gift to my mother. She was a remarkable person. God or nature, or whatever those forces are, smiled on her, then passed me the best of her.

I learned to hear silence. That's the kind of life I lived: simple. I learned to see things in people around me, in my mom, dad, brothers and sisters.

I decided in my life that I would do nothing that did not reflect positively on my father's life.

Marriage is no way of life for the weak, the selfish, or the insecure.

As a man, I've been representative of the values I hold dear. And the values I hold dear are carryovers from the lives of my parents.

So much of life, it seems to me, is determined by pure randomness.

You don't have to become something you're not to be better than you were.