“When you start thinking you may get hurt, it’s time to get out of racing.”

The day of parochialism in sports is over. The world is too small for what people like to call ‘the good old days.’

I love technology – yes, I have fallen in love with older cars, but I’m all for new technology.

My last race was at Le Mans in 2000, my first race was in 1959, so I dodged a lot of bullets along the way, I can tell you that.

But every race conducted on real streets has a character of its own – Barcelona, Monaco, and now Long Beach.

If somebody around you or your family does not understand it, then that’s their problem. But if you do have a passion, an honest passion, just do it.

Staging Formula One is incredibly expensive.

You dream what you’re supposed to do.

Can the U.S. support two Formula 1 races? I think so.

In the U.S., we really have fallen short of road-racing facilities that have kept up with the times, unfortunately, but it’s a fact.

Even if it’s a long ways down the track, it punches a hole in the air that has to help. When you’re running alone, you can feel the difference, and it shows on the clock, too.

The man upstairs is pushing the buttons, and if your name happens to be on that button, well, thank you.

If a neighbor is killed in a car accident, do you sell your car and stop driving?

With tennis, you can go pick up a racket, take a lesson, and understand how much talent and skill it takes to be as good as the top pros.

A racing car is an animal with a thousand adjustments.

At Andretti Winery, I’m not the winemaker.

And I often said, I wish I could’ve had some of his patience. I know it would have worked for me many times.