I like football!

Too often James Dean has been described as a meteor, a crazy mixed up kid, a Great Dane puppy and a poet. He was all of these things and at the same time none. His laugh was a half-silent chuckle, as though exuberance embarrassed him. His enthusiasms ran through the spectrum of human interests: motorcycles, jazz, bullfighting, apple pie, plum preserves, cats, and serious music. I knew little of his personal life. He was the least self-revealing being I ever met. But he had the austere good sense of a Quaker and the defense mechanism of a turtle. His carapace was his own private world.

- Beulah Roth