I guess there should be somewhere on the Internet that feels like a source of sacred truth. But Wikipedia sure isn't it.

It's not that weird, but when I was in Peru, I ate a guinea pig. If you're going to eat guinea pig, you call it cuy. Cute word for such a cute little animal that I ate a few times.

Oftentimes the shows that don't work help you get it right.

Contrary to widespread belief, I do know something about science.

I like an otter. I like a sea lion. I like a walrus. That's my favorite version of a sea creature.

I'm sure there are people who say like, "I was wearing weird emo eyeliner," but there's something pretty embarrassing about the jazz phase.

I have what I guess is medically known as a farting problem.

Whether it's corporate investigations or comedy, there are certain inherent truths to trying to get what you want while trying to be a decent person doing it.

I was, like, a history major, and I minored in art and Spanish, but I found myself gravitating toward media studies as time went on.

Sometimes shows suffer from having many cooks in the kitchen.

I would be psyched to get a phone call from Al Sharpton. I need to find out who does his hair. It's beautiful. It's a gorgeous mane.

If you are going through hell, keep going.

My heart is set on my dreams, I persevere and I make a difference

Without food, we cannot survive, and that is why issues that affect the food industry are so important.

It's not an easy choice, but that's OK. Easy doesn't equal good. Difficulty doesn't equal bad. It's just life, is all.

But the reality is we often become our kindest, most ethical selves only by seeing what it feels like to be a selfish jackass first.

I think words operate like musical notes that the eyeball hears.

You always learn from your mistakes.

We have not strength enough to follow our reason so far as it would carry us.

The understanding also hath its idiosyncrasies as well as other faculties.

The life contest is primarily a competition for available energy.