He lived his way, and it didn't in any way encumber anyone around him, ... I never envied it, because I looked at it. It was studied carelessness, and he did a hell of a job of getting those in the mix to either stay away or embrace him when he needed it.

They lived at the bottom of a well - . . . They lived on treacle.

My neighbour/ doesn't want to be loved/ as much as/ he wants to be envied.

I never got a formal education. So my intellect is my common sense. I don't have anything else going for me. And my common sense opens the door to instinct.

I have a loyalty that runs in my bloodstream, when I lock into someone or something, you can't get me away from it because I commit that thoroughly. That's in friendship, that's a deal, that's a commitment. Don't give me paper - I can get the same lawyer who drew it up to break it. But if you shake my hand, that's for life.

I don't ordinarily do television because I don't like some of the things projected on it.