I'd really like to give back to the world, but everything I've achieved, I've earned on my own, so what's the point?

I was mad when I heard The Amazing Race wasn't about white people.

I was kosher until I had my Bar Mitzvah, and I parlayed officially becoming a man into telling my father I wanted to eat cheeseburgers.

I once fisted two babies and then used the corpses as boxing gloves to fight off the grieving parents.

It's all about being a part of something in the community, socializing with people who share interests and coming together to help improve the world we live in.

In New York, we tip everyone. We tip doormen, we tip cab drivers, and we tip bartenders at the bar. You'll get quite an evil eye if you don't leave a tip at the bar.

I like hot dogs. I like eggplant. I like pizza and creamed corn and beer. But I don't like Arabs.

The best way to travel abroad is to live with the locals.

I don't mind it if blacks want equal rights, as long as they mean rights equal to a dog

It turns out Superman is weak to Kryptonite and horses.

Women have the right to choose what do with their own bodies. They can take it in the cooch or in the pooper. But that's where their right to choose stops, in my opinion.

Knowing the truth is not always a kindness.

I wish I could find MY books listed on GOODREADS - DODGING JOE, THE WOMAN WHO WOULDN'T EXPLAIN, THE BITTER GRAPES - ll available through Amazon and Createspace -

What [Russians] want to do is undermine the Western liberal order.

If the shoe fits, buy it in every color!

My father so appropriately put it that we are certainly the only animal that makes conscious choices that are bad for our survival as a species.

Hannah in the show is enormous, like a Hilary Duff of TV. I hope everyone really likes her. She's a great person!

Advertisers are very wary of ideological media.

I try to encourage people to identify the things in life that they really want to do, so that over a period of time they can design or steer their life towards those things.

I read the other day an account of a meeting between John Knox and John Calvin. Imagine a dialogue between a pestilence and a famine!