None of my actions have ever sort of been motored by the search for a husband or wondering if I was going to have a family someday or wanting to live in a really great house or thinking it would be really great to have a diamond.

Also I knew that the impact of Motorcycle Diaries was going to be so resonant for all of us who went through the experience of making it that I didn't want to do anything that could reflect it.

We have a project with Unocal here in Los Angeles where we as an environmental organization the oil company and the state all get together to promote the recycling of used motor oil.

My dreams for the future are simple: work a happy healthy family a lovely long motorcycle ride and continuing the struggle to awaken people to the need for serious human rights reform.

In just six weeks from the time the design was started we had the motor on the block testing its power.

But I was very very lucky and it was a wake up call as far as motorbikes are concerned. I never flirted with death on the bike but now I'm totally convinced they're death machines.

You know Motorcycle Diaries has no incredible stories no sudden plot twists it doesn't play that way. It's about recognizing that instance of change and embracing it.

I'm not a bad driver. And I never will be because I took lessons when I was quite a boy. I never had to pass a test because there wasn't such a thing when I first started driving a motor car. So I didn't have to pass one.

It's a massive motor in a tiny lightweight car.

I think it's particularly a distinctively American concept that resonates with American culture through biker culture. A motorcycle is an independent thing. You're like 'I don't want to ride in a car with this person. I want to be independent and ride by myself. But let's ride in a group. Let's be independent together.'

To have some idea what it's like stand in the outside lane of a motorway get your mate to drive his car at you at 95 mph and wait until he's 12 yards away before you decide which way to jump.

Dear motorist on the information superhighway. I'm sorry I do not have a car.

Some people say it might be good for your career to die and then come back again. I have died many ways car crashes motorcycle crashes etc. But I am still alive.

From 1997 when we came in you guys and the public bought seven million more cars. You didn't get rid of the second car did you? So what is happening is the growth of cars on the motorway.

Now having said that I realize that releasing a film in the real world is like trying to get General Motors to release a handmade car.

It's not a case of 'look at me in my car' it's more 'look at the car'. I like the idea of other people enjoying them because everything has become a bit faceless and nobody likes the motor car any more.

It's that I don't like white paper backgrounds. A woman does not live in front of white paper. She lives on the street in a motor car in a hotel room.

I enjoy racing historic motorcars from the '50s and '60s. The seed of my interest was planted when I was about 12 years old and took over my mother's Morris Minor. I drove it around my father's farm. But my favorite car is still a McLaren F1 which I have had for 10 years.

My first car was a motorcycle.

Removing the faults in a stage-coach may produce a perfect stage-coach but it is unlikely to produce the first motor car.

Forget the damned motor car and build the cities for lovers and friends.

More books more racing and more foolishness with cars and motorcycles are in the works.

I admit to wasting my life messing around with fast cars and motorcycles.

I've always had an inquisitive mind about everything from flowers to television sets to motor cars. Always pulled them apart - couldn't put 'em back but always extremely interested in how things work.