“I’m an old-fashioned guy. I want to be an old man with a beer belly sitting on a porch, looking at a lake or something.”

The only responsibility I feel is to deliver something that’s new or at least to attempt that. The real responsibility is to entertain and to try and make people laugh.

One of the greatest pieces of advice I’ve ever gotten in my life was from my mom.

Me, I’m dishonest, and you can always trust a dishonest man to be dishonest. Honestly, it’s the honest ones you have to watch out for.

Better to not know which moment may be your last. Every morsel of your entire being alive to the infinite mystery of it all.

One of the greatest pieces of advice I’ve ever gotten in my life was from my mom.

Me, I’m dishonest, and you can always trust a dishonest man to be dishonest. Honestly, it’s the honest ones you have to watch out for.

Better to not know which moment may be your last. Every morsel of your entire being alive to the infinite mystery of it all.

I’m having too much fun today to worry about tomorrow.

Now, bring me that horizon.

The thing is, even if you’re playing sort of a heightened character and playing inside sort of a heightened reality, you can still apply your own truths to those characters.

Throughout my lifetime I’ve left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there’s almost barely enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent.

Escapism is survival to me.

Sometimes I feel like I’m possessed with a multitude of demons.

I am eternally grateful.

I’m not sure I’m adult yet.

One of the most beautiful things in the world is seeing a mommy with her kids. There’s nothing more beautiful, nothing more sublime.

Don’t give him another thought, baby girl. He wanted a cup of tea; you’re a shot of whiskey.

Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!

Man seeks to escape himself in myth, and does so by any means at his disposal. Drugs, alcohol, or lies. Unable to withdraw into himself, he disguises himself. Lies and inaccuracy give him a few moments of comfort.

Suggested remedy for the common cold: A good gulp of whiskey at bedtime-it’s not very scientific, but it helps.

I wish to live to 150 years old, but the day I die, I wish it to be with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other.

Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.

Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.

When you wish water was vodka – that’s how you know shit hurts.