I'm the one who gets called up about a problem. I'm the one who gets called up about the street lighting and the abandoned car. I'm the one who gets blamed if the police don't arrive. I'm the one they blame if a city truck is broken down.

I used to look like a deer in headlights on the red carpet. You step out of the car and it's bedlam. Everyone's got crazy eyes.

I like structure - like driving: go past the school on the street stay on the right side no hitting the car go in right you'll see a big church stop and take a left and you'll have it. By doing this I'm giving a structure of life a path of light and showing what happens between me and me which is something very beautiful.

I mean you've kind of got the track down especially with ovals. The only thing that improves is that when race conditions come you know what to expect slightly more from the track and from your car.

It was 100 feet of 16 mm black-and-white film of a car coming to a stop sign and driving off. I had to decide how to frame and light it. It was magic. There was a sense of mystery.

I know a lot about cars man. I can look at any car's headlights and tell you exactly which way it's coming.

It's like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights but you can make the whole trip that way.

I replaced the headlights in my car with strobe lights so it looks like I'm the only one moving.

I hooked up my accelerator pedal in my car to my brake lights. I hit the gas people behind me stop and I'm gone.

The stores and the things like that the business side of things came out at the point when I'd say probably in the early '70s it looked like the year of the singer-songwriter was over 'cause music changed in our time and the spotlight was out.

I was brought up in the modern world of all the luxury and the highlight of show business. I was born into a Christian home.

I have heard show business characterized as a refuge for childlike persons in flight from all things harsh and real.

As I approach my 88th birthday it's become apparent to me that my eyes and ears among other appurtenances aren't quite what they used to be. The prospect of long flights to wherever in search of whatever are not quite as appealing.

Since graduation I have measured time in 4-by-5-inch pieces of paper four days on the left and three on the right. Every social engagement interview reading flight doctor's appointment birthday and dry-cleaning reminder has been handwritten between metal loops.

My best birth control now is just to leave the lights on.

Sometimes the best lighting of all is a power failure.

Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge.