It's not my goal to be a famous actor.

You can be a singer, and you can be a guitar player, but putting them together is another animal.

I was introduced to country music around a campfire on a farm.

Sometimes the only way is jumping; hope you’re not afraid of heights.

When my grandfather died, I started adopting some of his accents, to sort of remind myself of him. A homage. He was a war hero, and he was really great with his hands.

To leave this world a better person, and for me to not be the only one who knows it.

I'm very competitive, and my ego couldn't handle that lack of success

So if I was dating somebody now and the relationship didn't work out, I'd take that as failing

There's always some amount of gradual, slow burning destruction over the course of partying.

I miss that sensation of a small achievement feeling like a really big deal.

When I was a kid I got busted for throwing a rock through a car window and egging a house on halloween.

The vanity of others runs counter to our taste only when it runs counter to our vanity.

Traffic in Joburg is like the democratic process. Every time you think it's going to get moving and take you somewhere, you hit another jam.

Whining about your own, others', or the world's failings is a main element in what we usually call neurosis.

Night is the wonderful opportunity to take rest, to forgive, to smile, to get ready for all the battles that you have to fight tomorrow.

We want these assets to be productive. We buy them. We own them. To say we care only about the short term is wrong. What I care about is seeing these assets in the best hands

Aviation is poetry ... It's the finest kind of moving around, you know, just as poetry is the finest way of using words.

We get done with the game, and it's an absolute downpour 30 minutes later. That's when I thought God was telling me that's enough-time for you to go do something else

I grew up in Oregon so I grew up around reservations, so I've always kind of had this knowledge. Not a tremendous amount of knowledge, but an outsider's knowledge of what reservation life was like.

Whatever you lost through fate, be certain that it saved you from pain.

Vimes stalked gloomily through the crowded streets, feeling like the only pickled onion in a fruit salad.