When You Dance Tango Fast, You Have

Smell That? You Smell That? Napalm, Son. Nothing Else In The World Smells Like That. I Love The Smell Of Napalm In The Morning.

When You Dance Tango Fast, You Have To Think Slow.

The Most Solitary I Ever Felt Was When I Was Living In New York. I Used To Live In Enrico Caruso's Old Apartment, And I Had A Special Staircase That Took Me Up To The Roof. There Was Nobody Up There.

As Long As They Keep Offering Me Some Good Parts And So Forth - There Are Some Parts Out There That Fit Me Pretty Well - I'll Keep Going For A While.

Never Use Money To Measure Wealth, Son.