“If you’re twenty-two, physically fit, hungry to learn and be better, I urge you to travel – as far and as widely as possible. Sleep on floors if you have to. Find out how other people live and eat and cook. Learn from them – wherever you go.”

There is no Final Resting Place of the Mind.

It’s very rarely a good career move to have a conscience.

I’m a big believer in winging it. I’m a big believer that you’re never going to find the perfect city travel experience or the perfect meal without a constant willingness to experience a bad one.

I could eat bloody Elvis – if you put enough vinegar on him.

It’s an irritating reality that many places and events defy description.

He doesn’t yearn for a better, different life than the one he has – because he knows he’s got a home in this one.

The journey is part of the experience – an expression of the seriousness of one’s intent. One doesn’t take the A train to Mecca.

I am in no way supportive of hunting for trophies or sport – would never do it and don’t like it that others do. But if you kill it, then eat it, it’s fine.

Under ‘Reasons for Leaving Last Job’, never give the real reason, unless it’s money or ambition.

No one understands and appreciates the American Dream of hard work leading to material rewards better than a non-American.

Writing anything is a treason of sorts.

Only desperation can account for what the Chinese do in the name of ‘medicine.’

Good food is very often, even most often, simple food.

Without new ideas, success can become stale.

Open your mind, get up off the couch, move.

The idea of America is a mutt-culture, isn’t it? Who the hell is America if not everybody else?

My songs always sound a lot better in person than they do on the record.

I have no desire to write my own biography, as long as I have strength and means to do better work.

The start to a better world is the belief that it is possible.

I’m not one of those people that goes into details of my personal life on national TV to get attention. Some things are better left unsaid.

If evolution was worth its salt, it should’ve evolved something better than ‘survival of the fittest.’ I think a better idea would be ‘survival of the wittiest.’ At least, that way, creatures that didn’t survive could’ve died laughing.

If a path to the better there be, it begins with a full look at the worst.

It is not good to try to stop knowledge from going forward. Ignorance is never better than knowledge.

Don’t you know I”m still standing better than I ever did. Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid. I’m still standing after all this time.