Excerpt from Magel's Daughter:"I think we're all like the lutefisk, steeped in poison, and then we try to clean it up for Christmas.

Anger blows out the lamp of the mind. In the examination of a great and important question every one should be serene slow-pulsed and calm.

When the poet is in love, he is incapable of writing poetry on love. He has to write when he remembers that he was in love.

I ain't running for office. I ain't running for nothing.

Quadruped lions are said to be savage, only when they are hungry; biped lions are rarely sulky longer than when their appetite for distinction remains unappeased.

I'm not really a music guy.

Sometimes all you need to live one more day is a good reason to stick around.

The openness of our hearts and minds can be measured by how wide we draw the circle of what we call family.

If the voters really understood what we were up to they'd vote us out of office.

When good ideas get put to bad use, it is the fault of the user, not the idea.

There are many more ways to be attractive than to be beautiful.