“In Conan the Barbarian, you end up killing your nemesis, the evil Thusa Doom, but with your victory comes emptiness. The hero always ends up alone. Does that make sense to you?”
“I know what you’re saying,” Schwarzenegger said thoughtfully. “But I’m as much a people person as anyone that I know.”
[…] “I mean in a different way,” I said turning toward the publicist. “I mean inside his soul, a journey alone.”
“I know what you mean,” Schwarzenegger said starkly. “Everyone knows a part of my life. No one really has a sense of the whole thing.”
“And being 65 now,” I said. “Does that mean anything?”
“Yeah. It sucks. Mentally I’m young. But you cannot stop the body from aging. Someone like myself despises the thought of death. I have a real problem with that. And after you run up the stairs 10 times, your knees hurt the next day. What the fuck is that? You know what I’m saying? I mean, no one told me that’s part of the deal. So it’s like you hear about it as a kid. Then you grow up. But you don’t pay any attention to it. And then all of the sudden, you’re at that age and you say, ‘How did that happen all of a sudden?’”
