I think you figure out how to be funny by necessity. It's not a natural thing, being funny in the face of tragedy is kind of demented.

I hate being mean. I watch those roasts on Comedy Central and they make the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

There was plenty of dysfunction in my family and I went to Catholic School with these psychotic nuns. I would always try to be funny to lighten the mood.

I think the obsession with wanting to change yourself is crazy over the top.

Be relentless and then you'll break through.

This whole generation of parents - I'm guilty of it too - does too much for their kids.

Going to Catholic school was what fueled me into comedy. The nuns were so brutal so I used to try to make my friends laugh.

I don't just want to be successful I want to have fun.

I think I knew I was funny in Elementary School. I think most funny people realize it when they're young. It tends to come out of stress or trauma - something that makes you want to be funny.

I've known lots of people that are talented and nothing happens. It's not about talent, it's relentless drive.

I think comedians have a function in society, which is to make fun of our icons.

I am worth the effort of creating a blissful life. I choose to care for myself like a treasured lover. I love myself.

Art expresses those unexplainable thoughts of our soul.

We lost our way and allowed greed and excess to become the twin pillars of too much of the financial culture. We became a society utterly absorbed in consumption and dismissive of moderation.

The world demands that you work for it, make families, provide, take no time to listen to your own heart beating.

An observant child should be put in the way of things worth observing.

What does it mean, exactly, for a given system to be a "neural correlate of consciousness"?

Who has spoken and it came to pass, unless the Lord has commanded it? Is it not from the mouth of the Most High that good and bad come?

I'm not afraid to fail...I'm scared to death of dying and having the Lord say to me, 'Angelica, this is what you might have done had you trusted more.

The truth I do not stretch or shove When I state the dog is full of love. I've also proved, by actual test, A wet dog is the lovingest.

For we love not God first, to compel him to love again; but he loved us first, and gave his Son for us, that we might see love and love again, saith St John in his first epistle.