In my next life I want to live backwards. Start out dead and finish off as an orgasm.

My grandfather was a very insignificant man, actually. At his funeral his hearse followed the other cars.

How is it possible to find meaning in a finite world, given my waist and shirt size?

I'm a terrible musician. While the band members are great, I'm tolerated and affectionately regarded because I do movies, but if I had to make my living as a musician I would starve. I'm like a Sunday tennis player.

Retirement is a very subjective thing. There are guys I know who retire and they're very happy and they never miss work at all. I can't see myself retiring and fondling a dog every day. I like to get up and work and go out. I have too much energy or too much nervous anxiety or something. So I don't see myself retiring. Maybe I will suddenly get a stroke or a heart attack and I will be forced to retire, but if my health holds out I don't expect to retire.

I foresee death by culture shock.

You mellow too much you ripen and rot.