I’ve never turned down an autograph request. I’ve never not taken a picture with someone.

I’m not somebody who runs from the press. I’m not coy. I appreciate the press I’ve had over the years.

While I put forth the suntan and the teeth and the cavalier attitude, I’ve survived under the worst of eras and times, and I’ve always had a good time doing it, because I never really took myself seriously, nor did I take life seriously because it is already terribly serious.

I consume an enormous number of books, but they’re always on a particular subject because I’m obsessive.

It’s hard for people to get their hands around fame, because it’s heady stuff, and you have to look at it as being dangerous explosives, and you have to handle it with care.

There’s no telling what the score will be if this one goes in.

Here’s Henry, trying to burst the bubble still further, if indeed it needs more bursting.

I’m kind of like a relic from another era.

Hyypia rises like a giraffe to head the ball clear.

Women don’t like men who know they’re good looking. They’d much prefer a man who doesn’t know he’s good looking.