John Ford was so funny that I couldn't wait to go to work in the morning.

Ford used to come to work in a big car with two Admiral's flags, on each side of the car. His assistant would be there with his accordion, playing, Hail to the Chief.

Gary Cooper was a good friend. He was a great nature lover. He was like an American Indian, he knew every leaf that was turned over. It was an education to go for a walk with him.

Hoods are good parts because they're always flashy and attract attention. If you've got any ability, you can use that as a stepping stone.

Cheyenne Autumn was received not too successfully. I still think it was a very good movie. It was kinda Ford's apology for the way he had treated Indians in his past pictures.

I think a performer should do his work and then shut up.

I felt pretty comfortable with Westerns, apart from the fact I couldn't ride.

Marilyn was terrible to work with. I was fond of her, she was a nice girl, but she was a damaged girl. She was very difficult. You couldn't get her on the set; she didn't know the words.

There was something about Marilyn. She couldn't act her way out of a bag, but she became an icon because something happened between her and the lens, and no one knows what it is.

Death's a path we're all on, son

I loved Jack Ford. I got him in his later days, and he was a total tyrant and a total autocrat and an Irish drunk. But I had a great time.

She loved him. She loved Ryder Davis. She loved his stupid face and his dumb smile and his idiotic biceps.

There are no words for so much loss, not right after it happens.

Dancing to the sounds of trees and stones and slow minutes ticking in our hearts and bones.

I hope this book helps people to heal & their not the only one because no one is a mistake God put you on earth for one reason. I am not a mistake.

The economic and political roots of the conflicts are too strong. Nor can it pretend to create a lasting state of harmonious understanding between men.

People should not feel intimidated by received wisdom. You have to discover it yourself. If I tell you that Armstrong is great, it's meaningless; you have to hear it.

The term bisexual has ended up as the ugly stepchild of sexuality, in both name and meaning. Its fate is symptomatic of the bisexual's own lot in life: to be as common as can be, but unacknowledged.

Humor is a universal language.

Sure I wave the American flag. Do you know a better flag to wave?