It gave me a strange feeling, and the rest of that night I didn’t say much, but merely sat there and drank, trying to decide if I was getting older and wiser, or just plain old.

The downward spiral of Dumbness in America is about to hit a new low.

Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously.

When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.

I learned a long time ago that reality was much weirder than anyone's imagination.

Human beings are the only creatures on earth that claim a God and the only thing that behaves like it hasn't got one.

Sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind but falling in love and not getting arrested.

America... just a nation of two hundred million used car salesmen with all the money we need to buy guns and no qualms about killing anybody else in the world who tries to make us uncomfortable.

So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?

Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing.

Hope rises and dreams flicker and die. Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday. Life is beautiful and living is pain.

There never was, for all I could ever learn, a time when living was easy and peaceful.

It is not money that makes a person free, but it is the knowledge of God’s truths.

I write movies, so - I look at boxing, and I commentated on it, as if I were telling you the story of a movie or a short story.

Big occasions and races which have been eagerly anticipated almost to the point of dread, are where great deeds can be accomplished.

It was really an exciting time trying to find my way from being a boy to becoming a man—being toe to toe and eye to eye with grown men, even though I was only 11 or 12.

Giving children the opportunity to stir up life and leave it free to discover.

Vietnam was what we had instead of happy childhoods.

Everybody's a work in progress. I'm a work in progress. I mean, I've never arrived. I'm still learning all the time.

We can lift ourselves out of ignorance, we can find ourselves as creatures of excellence and intelligence and skill.

The journalistic photographer can have no other than a personal approach; and it is impossible for him to be completely objective. Honest—yes. Objective—no.