“We did have three go to the YMCA.”

Finish last in your league and they call you idiot. Finish last in medical school and they call you doctor.

Coaches who shoot par in the summer are the guys I want on my schedule in the winter.

They wanted to buy out my contract, but I couldn’t make change for a $20, so they had to let me stay.

Damn referees, I’ll miss them less than anybody.

You always catch the wrong players.

The trouble with retirement is that you never get a day off.

If I make a set of rules, then a guy goes out and steals an airplane. He comes back and says, ‘It wasn’t in the rules.’

Hell no. When I die I want to be sick.

I don’t have any tricky plays. I’d rather have tricky players.

I don’t understand these new coaches who don’t drink. What do they do when they get beat?

Doctors bury their mistakes, but mine are still on scholarship.

You may be big in New York, but in Walters, Oklahoma, you’re nobody.

You mean in the state?

I’d rather be a football coach. That way you only lose eleven games a year.

When things are not going right, there are satanic forces in operation. What is my solution? To rebuke the condition of sin, death, disease, or whatever it is. I can pray in the Holy Ghost, and that prayer is effectual to bring down every stronghold of the enemy.

When you get just a complete sense of blackness or void ahead of you, that somehow the future looks an impossible place to be, and the direction you are going seems to have no purpose, there is this word despair which is a very awful thing to feel.

I know a dramatic role is going to happen, but you just got to be patient, you know? It’s going to happen when it’s supposed to happen. I’m not rushing it. I’m not trying to make it happen tomorrow.

I was never going to be a doctor or a lawyer, so being a musician seemed to be the best of what was on offer.

How often I found where I should be going only by setting out for somewhere else.

I liked being able to speak to somebody and throw it back and forth, and they can’t predict what you’re going to say next.

But if one could go back in time, I’d love to have been directed by Howard Hawks, who’s one of my great heroes. One of the greatest directors there ever was. He directed probably one of the greatest westerns of all time in ‘Rio Bravo’.

Everyone talks about how they knew the Bond films were going to be a success, but it simply isn’t true.