I'd done some acting in high school. Then I went to Kenyon College and got thrown in jail and kicked off the football team. Since I was determined not to study very much, I majored in theater the last two years. Got my degree in speech; they didn't actually have a degree in theater. I graduated at two o'clock in the afternoon, and at three-thirty I was on the train for Williams Bay, Wisconsin, for summer stock, and then I did winter stock.

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.

If you have no enemies, you have no character.

You say somebody’s guilty, everybody believes you. You say they’re innocent, nobody cares.

Once I started taking drama classes, I asked myself why I had ever wasted so much time on a football team.

I will continue to get behind the wheel of a racing car as long as I am able. But that could all end tomorrow.

It's absolutely amazing that I survived all the booze and smoking and the cars and the career.