If we're going diving with sharks, I count all his arms and legs, and if he's been doing it for 20 years, I figure he knows what he's doing. I tell him, 'Look, you're going to be the focus of this story, Mr. Expert. If I get hurt, you look bad.'

I have no problem with the adventure travel movement. It makes better, more sensitive people. If you get people diving on a coral reef, they're going to become more respectful of the outdoors and more concerned with the threats that places like that face and they're going to care more about protecting them than they would have before.

My feeling toward Republicans is like my feeling about sharks: of course they're stupid and vicious. It's in their nature to be mindless, ravening killing machines. It's nothing personal. They don't know any better. Pretty much the only thing you can do about them is stay out of their waters and, if you're unlucky enough to meet with one, shoot it through its rudimentary brain with a spear gun.

I'm just like everybody else. I have two arms, two legs and four-thousand hits.

Valor is stability, not of legs and arms, but of courage and the soul.

The legs and arms can be a revelation of the back, the spine's extensions.