I'm really glad my food comes murdered.

I generally don't like living in a world where being what a man is, is a horrible thing; and no matter what a woman is, is a wonderful thing.

What I'm trying to do is be righteous. And when I say “righteous,” I don't mean God. You know? God- Righteous. I mean just when I wake up, I know I was honest to myself.

Women don't want to win, they want a winner.

Women expect us to like them, but they don't even like each other

People say life ain't fairlife is very fair. People aren't fairpeople are terrible.

I like to be loved or hated - I don't like mediocre. So I'd rather have the entire crowd hate me than to have 90% hate me.

Having women work with men is like having a grizzly bear work with salmon . . . dipped in honey.

Just making the crowd laugh is not really doing things for me anymore. That's just knowing how to kill; I've learned how to kill - but also learned when a crowd's laughter is meaningful.

I am that guy who will say things that people seem to think is a little edgy, a little racy.

I don't go to any sexy places to eat where they give you half a lamb chop and one bean. I like going, 'Uhhh, I'm done' when I eat.

The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.

To dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.

Despite the slowness, the infidelity, the errors and sins it committed and might still commit against its members, the Church, trust me, has no other meaning and goal but to live and witness Jesus.

He can compress the most words into the smallest ideas of any man I ever met.

I instinctively live. I do what I do. A lot of people live off of logic rather than emotions. I just live off of emotion.

I can still tend the rabbits, George? I didn't mean no harm, George.

What is there that is illustrious that is not also attended by labor?

I always viewed [the podcast and the TV show] as two separate things.

. . . every age thinks it is perfect, especially in religion.

What is light, if Sylvia be not seen? What is joy if Sylvia be not by?