I'm nothing if not honest.

I didn't understand 3-D in the fifties and I can't say I get it now either. I just don't see what the big deal is.

I spoke so much about being a manic-depressive. I want to bring everyone back to my earliest memories of this companion of mine. Some people call this companion I have an ailment, or worse a terrible nightmare from which some people cannot awaken. I know that I have nothing to be ashamed of. I have nothing that should garner a stigma.

When you Google me, you'll find a lot of people don't like Richard Dreyfuss. Because I'm cocky and I present a cocky attitude. But no one has ever disagreed with the notion I represent, that we need more civic education. So far there's 100 percent support for that.

I said to my doctor, 'You gotta testme, there's something wrong with me that I would be behaving this way.'

Part of me is still waiting to grow up, to be an adult, and the other part knows there is no such thing.

I never had a role that I set out for. I always wanted to have a body of work that I'm proud of. Save for two projects, which will never pass my lips, I'm happy with what I've done.