A tortoise is, I suppose, a Jewish pet. It knows its place. Out on the lawn. It doesn't bark. It doesn't tear the Dralon.

Acting requires absorption, but not self-absorption and, in the actor's mind, the question must always be 'Why am I doing this?,' not 'How am I doing it?

Did you ever meet a mother that complained that her child phoned her too often? Me neither.

As for blondes having more fun, well, let me dispel that rumor forever. They do.

My idea of a good work-out is two hours spent worrying about the bags under my eyes.

Jewish Alzheimer's is forgetting everything except a grudge.

Are you sitting comfortably? Then get up. This is no time for sloth.

Chutzpah' is best defined as a small boy peeing through someone's letter box, then ringing the doorbell to ask how far it went.

I've discovered over the years that if my hair is all right, then generally speaking, so am I.

I suppose the nearest equivalent to a bar mitzvah in terms of emotional build-up would probably not even be one's wedding day, but one's coronation.

What does a Californian make for dinner? Reservations.

In life we all have choices.

The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past.

Actually, as president of the Conference of Mayors, we passed the Simpson-Bowles plan as a template, as a template, as a frame work for moving forward and the president has done the same.

Give a good deed the credit of a good motive; and give an evil deed the benefit of the doubt.

You staying home all alone on New Year's Eve? Unthinkable. Take my advice the countdown should be shared with someone, or it's just another set of numbers passing you by.

World population needs to be decreased by 50%

I take no leave of you, Miss Bennet: I send no compliments to your mother. You deserve no such attention. I am most seriously displeased.

It is not for human judgment to dive into the heart of man, to know whether his intentions are good or evil.

I would ditch school if my CD was scratched up or I couldnt get batteries. I wasnt trying to get on the bus and not be listening to music.

But once I saw Fulvia Cardew crumple up a sheet of paper with just a couple of words written on it and you would’ve thought she’d murdered someone from the looks she got.