I had an amazing childhood lots of love. But my dad worked his tail off getting up at 4 in the morning and going off at 5 6 o'clock yet he always had time to spend with his kids and his wife.

You can't be as old as I am without waking up with a surprised look on your face every morning: 'Holy Christ whaddya know - I'm still around!' It's absolutely amazing that I survived all the booze and smoking and the cars and the career.

I had a friend whose family had dinner together. The mother would tuck you in at night and make breakfast in the morning. They even had a spare bike for a friend. It just seemed so amazing to me.

Now on nights that I can't sleep I play video games alone until the morning.

When I walked to school in the mornings I would start out alone but would pick up four other boys along the way. We would set out together after school across the village green.

As a child I had to get up early for school or work. I'd get ready by myself. I'd set my alarm to wake me up very early in the morning and be off to work the family driver driving me every morning. I did it alone my parents never coming in to wake me up.

I have to be alone very often. I'd be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That's how I refuel.

A truly great book should be read in youth again in maturity and once more in old age as a fine building should be seen by morning light at noon and by moonlight.

I saw how many people were poor and how many kids my age went to school hungry in the morning which I don't think most of my contemporaries in racially segregated schools in the South thought very much about at the time.

Probably the happiest period in life most frequently is in middle age when the eager passions of youth are cooled and the infirmities of age not yet begun as we see that the shadows which are at morning and evening so large almost entirely disappear at midday.