James Finch has always had pretty stout cars for the restrictor-plate races and I know we'll be very competitive at Daytona.

I never did any of things I was accused of. It was a total fabrication.

I guess good things come to those who wait.

I'm technologically challenged, so I finally hooked up Bluetooth in my truck so I can talk going down the road.

I just always dreamed of racing cars, but I didn't think I could do it as a living.

You think I'm a pretty good race car driver? Wait until you see my brother. He's the best driver in the family.

There are going to be little victories that we claim, even if it's finishing 15th and putting the car back in hauler without a scratch on it.

Dale Earnhardt told me it doesn't matter if fans boo or cheer, as long as they're making noise.

You really don't put a value on your first win, it is priceless no matter where you are.

Over the Thanksgiving holiday I took time to reflect on what is most important to me and realized I need to find a way to put the fun back into racing.

It's better sometimes to be lucky than good.

Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.

I get nice letters, but really I have no idea. I just try to enthuse people. You've been married for 31 years.

Regimented minds cannot grasp the concept of confrontation as an open exchange of major differences with a view to settlement through genuine dialogue.

The basic unit of any society is the home. When the home begins to break, the society is on the way to disintegration.

Every fool believes what his teachers tell him, and calls his credulity science or morality as confidently as his father called it divine revelation.

They don't allow a dying on the highway. No Passing. They give you a ticket if you die on the highway.

Good taste is the excuse I've always given for leading such a bad life

I thought I could get everyone's attention by coming up with something that's provocative.

We cannot expect you to be with us all the time, but perhaps you could be good enough to keep in touch now and again.

The limelight is a tricky place, because you can't believe what's going on around you. You stop observing. You stop perceiving. You stop extending yourself, and you become isolated.