What's amazing is that the taste of American men and international tastes in terms of beauty have essentially stayed the same. Styles change, but our view of beauty stays the same.

The major civilizing force in the world is not religion, it is sex.

My first wife was a brunette, and Barbi Benton, my major romantic relationship of the early 1970s, was a brunette. But since the end of my marriage, all of my girlfriends have been blonds.

I was very influenced by the musicals and romantic comedies of the 1930s. I admired Gene Harlow and such, which probably explains why, since the end of my marriage, I've dated nothing but a succession of blondes.

The whole 1950s notion was find the right girl, get married, move to the suburbs and then hang out with the guys while she stayed home with the babies. I felt that was sort of sad.

I'm very comfortable with the nature of life and death, and that we come to an end. What's most difficult to imagine is that those dreams and early yearnings and desires of childhood and adolescence will also disappear. But who knows? Maybe you become part of the eternal whatever.

I always say now that I'm in my blonde years. Because since the end of my marriage, all of my girlfriends have been blonde.

To pursue your dreams, to have them come true, to have made a difference, to have changed society, to have fought against powerful forces... that's a life well-spent.

In my wildest dreams, I could not have imagined a sweeter life.

Living in the moment, thinking about the future, and staying connected to the past: That's what makes me feel whole.

If you let society and your peers define who you are, you're the less for it.

Surrounding myself with beautiful women keeps me young.

The women's movement kind of came out of left field in the 1960s and 1970s when they turned on 'Playboy.'

You know, from my point of view, I'm the luckiest cat on the planet.