I Often Conduct Interviews In My Truck.

I'm Not Going To Have A Tombstone. I'm Going To Be Tossed In The Air. Ashes, Tossed Like A Salad.

I Think The Acting Satisfies The Need And Desire For Approval.

I Got On A Horse When I Was About 12 Years Of Age, And Started Galloping Around. My Mother Came Up Said "where Did You Learn To Ride A Horse?" I Said "this Is The First Time I've Ever Been On A Horse" I Just Knew, I Just Felt The Horse.

Christmas Is Fun Anyway. It's A Myth Organized Over The Years And Gained Different Mythological Qualities As The Years Go By.

My Kids Say If There's Any Family Dinner That Doesn't Result In Somebody Crying, It's Not A Good Dinner. They Cry Because It Helps Relieve Them Of A Guilt Or Some Onerous Emotional Burden. It's Like A Family Tradition.