“I always thought the sight of Paul Newman in a tux was the main reason to tune into the Oscars. He never wore anything gimmicky; he just looked effortlessly elegant. When I met him, I understood why. He wasn’t vain in any way,” New York Times columnist Maureen Dowd writes in the February issue of GQ.

Newman never seemed like he was trying, but he was always trying. He compared himself to a terrier gnawing on a bone. To life a better life, be a better man, be a better actor, build a safer world, help more sick children and their lives a little less painfully. His fashion statement was caring. And what could be cooler than that?

Her short essay appears in a feature on some boy actor who they’re touting as a Newman-alike. Pfft, no dice.

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