I read and walked for miles at night along the beach writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me.

In my early professional years I was asking the question: How can I treat or cure or change this person? Now I would phrase the question in this way: How can I provide a relationship which this person may use for his own personal growth?

The Chinese government wants me to say that for many centuries Tibet has been part of China. Even if I make that statement many people would just laugh. And my statement will not change past history. History is history.

They must often change who would be constant in happiness or wisdom.

It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.

For the past 33 years I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: 'If today were the last day of my life would I want to do what I am about to do today?' And whenever the answer has been 'No' for too many days in a row I know I need to change something.

I worked for this company that repossessed cars. Sure enough the day after I quit they repossessed my car but that would probably be my strangest job to date. You have to work your way up to become a hardcore repo man.

Competition among insurers would bring down the cost of health care insurance just as it brings down the cost of car or homeowners insurance.

When they searched my car they said that they found a gasoline canister and I think duct tape. Who wouldn't have a gasoline canister on them when driving 3 000 miles across country?

Especially in the car ride to and from gym. I find myself spacing out a lot just visualizing what the Olympics would be like and just having such great role models.

I'm ashamed to say this but I watched every episode of 'Starsky and Hutch' as a kid. I loved that show but now I think it's stupid - they'd have a car chase for no reason then Paul Michael Glaser would shoot the car and it would blow up.

I grew up where my parents would literally shove me in the car rather than have to say hello to a neighbor.

I remember being at Greenblatt's on Sunset and some guy just walked straight up to me and he had some bling on and whatever and said something about a party down in Malibu and asked if I would jump in his car and go to the party. All I could think was 'Who are you? I don't know you and I don't care about how good your car is.'

Like all soul singers I grew up singing in church but sometimes I would leave early and sit in the car listening to gospel band The Blind Boys of Alabama. Hearing their lead singer Clarence made me connect the idea of church and show business and see how I could make a career singing music that stirred the soul.

When I was 15 my parents left town for a month. They hid the keys to the car but I found them. That month I drove my stepdad's Thunderbird Super Coupe into Manhattan every day and I would crank Cypress Hill as I flew around the city racing the taxis.

If I had done what I was programmed to do I would now be sitting in a car factory looking at the sizes of wheels or wondering how to get credit to start a new factory in Russia.

I'd rather drive the yellow brick road you wouldn't happen to know of a rental car place around.

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.

I'm like 'Would you be the person in the room that would boo when Dylan went electric? I know I wouldn't. Or are you the person that left The Beatles after 'She Loves You ' or 'Drive My Car?' You weren't on board for 'Revolution 9' or 'Day In The Life ' were you?'

I would like you all to give me a round of applause as I have not crashed my car in over 15 months.

They had some really cool rigged cars and things that were different that they would tow behind the camera car that were actually on these trailers that manipulated side to side and stuff like they were getting hit and actually put the actor right in the middle of the chase.

Well you go to Holland and everybody's on a bike - nobody would think to have a car.

People would say you look weak if you're not cursing the opposition and driving around in a big black car while always wearing a tie. Above all to be 'strong' you're always supposed to be giving orders.

When I was living on the street I would be standing out in front of Grauman's Chinese Theater leaning against my car and signing autographs and nobody had any idea that I was living in it.