I want to live and work in Chicago for the rest of my life. You know when you were growing up and you wanted to become president? What I want now is to be mayor of this damned town in ten years.

Sure, I always chose rebels to identify with - I still do - but to me a rebel isn't so much someone who breaks the law as someone who goes against the odds.

The show can go on without me, and probably will, but I want to come back to act in Chicago. My wife and I just bought a condo downtown, and I want to do theater.

I know a lot of actors who've just gotten bitter because they did something and then nobody ever saw it or whatever.

Corporate Hollywood thinks I'm a geek to go back and do theater. They don't understand why I don't want to be a movie star, why I'm not pursuing Mel Gibson's roles.

I've never been in this business for the recognition or the awards. I just want to do good work, grab a decent paycheck, and move onto the next job.

I won't miss Grissom. It was a complete life for me that's reached its end, and it's reached it in the right way, I think. So I won't miss Grissom. And I hope that the audience won't miss him either.

I had panic attacks during rehearsal. There were times when I really thought I wasn't going to be able to do it.

I get a lot of stuff from Germany - stuffed bugs and tarantulas.

If I could change on thing about myself, I would: Have better knees. Mine are shot because of injuries. You're only as good as your legs, whether you're an athlete or an actor.

I've been telling anybody who would listen that I wanted to do a series for the last 10 years. But I wouldn't do it if I was just another cop pushing bad guys up against the wall.

See your hard times through the spectacles of your experiences. They, too, shall pass away.

I believe devoutly in the Word. The Word can save all destroy all stop the inevitable and express the inexpressible.

Land [is] the only thing God ain't making no more of.

This is servitude, To serve the unwise.

Time's a funny thing, bending, warping, stretching, and compressing, all depending on perspective.

Why worry one's head over a thing that is inevitable? Why die before one's death?

Life becomes fully understandable only the moment we realise that we are all mad.

I don't feel that I have anything to say beyond moral truisms.

This morning in the Washington Post there was a statistic about how 85% of Americans are Christians.