A dollar won is twice as sweet as a dollar earned.

Those with a moral deficit put on a good show, and sleep like a baby.

I picture my epitaph: 'Here lies Paul Newman, who died a failure because his eyes turned brown.

I'd like to be remembered as a guy who tried - who tried to be part of his times, tried to help people communicate with one another, tried to find some decency in his own life, tried to extend himself as a human being. Someone who isn't complacent, who doesn't cop out.

A dollar won is twice as sweet as a dollar earned.

I really just can't watch myself. I see all the machinery at work and it just drives me nuts.

I wanted, I think, to acknowledge Luck: the chance of it, the benevolence of it in my life, and the brutality of it in the lives of others; made especially savage for children because they may not be allowed the good fortune of a lifetime to correct it.