I take rejection as someone blowing a bugle in my ear to wake me up and get going, rather than retreat.

Every morning, I crawl out of bed. I sit there and think, 'Do I really need this?' And I drag myself to the gym in my garage. It's not fun. I hate it. I work out alone. Weights.

I have great expectations for the future, because the past was highly overrated.

I know I can't play funny roles in movies. I tried, and it didn't work.

A lot of guys don't want to admit that they have a propensity for generosity and for violence.

Plan B. You've always got to have a Plan B.

When I was cognizant of the war, I was very angry at the street-corner liberals who were trying to defame the footsoldier. Because there was a man who had no choice. He was a cog in the wheel, just trying to survive. I was always aware of that.