I've had a bad time, which we won't dwell on. We were married and we worked together for 52 years, and suddenly with her gone I was a quadriplegic. Slowly I'm crawling back.

The whole business of marshaling one's energies becomes more and more important as one grows older.

I fill my life with a lot of 'busyness' in between jobs. Then I work very hard. Some of it is quite unhealthy. It's compulsive. I don't know what to do about it. I'm a little old to change.

The whole business of marshaling one's energies becomes more and more important as one grows older.

I don't mind playing absolute bastards... I just don't want to play the grouch.

The whole business of marshaling one's energies becomes more and more important as one grows older.