Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.
“You walk off the plane in Rio, and your blood temperature goes up. The feel of the wind on your face, the water on your skin, the taste of the food, the music, the sexuality; Brazilians are very comfortable in their sexuality.”
“All my life I knew that there was all the money you could want out there. All you have to do is go after it.”