I went to a couple Academy Awards parties and I was definitely like, 'Whoa, no one will talk to me.'

Do goofy stories make people nice? What if, in their goofiness, these stories somehow inspire that in the right way. Is that a social good?

I hate conservatives, but I really hate liberals.

With religion I was always like, 'Does it matter if it's true if it makes you happy?'

The culture is just so coarse that you have to take it to that level and people will be like, 'Whoa!' And then you can make people think about stuff. It's kind of like shock therapy.

Anybody in television lives under grinding deadlines.

The last few years on ‘South Park’ we have done some of the riskiest things we have ever done, knowing it could kill the show, but we also know that’s what we have to do.

That decision to commit your life to certain principles and a certain narrative, if I wrote a paper on that, I know I'd find inconsistencies.

There's something uniquely aggravating about the smugness of liberal Hollywood.

Sometimes we come up with something great, but a lot of times it just feels like work.

I'm concerned about people being happy.

Last time I saw her, she was peeking out from one of the bookcases next to the fireplace. She's the first cat I've ever seen trying to pretend she's a condensed version of War and Peace.

We read books to find out who we are. What other people, real or imaginary, do and think and feel... is an essential guide to our understanding of what we ourselves are and may become.

Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond what you are.

To catch a husband is an art to hold him is a job.

You haven’t done anything wrong. You just haven’t done anything, and that’s what’s wrong.

The most he would do was to promise that the gates of hell should not prevail against it. It is about all that, looking back on the history of the Church, one can feel that they have not done.

I've done classical theaters. I played Hamlet myself and Romeo.

Very often history is a means of denying the past.

As long as one can admire and love, then one is young forever.

Love should make joy; but our benevolence is unhappy. Our Sunday-schools, and churches, and pauper-societies are yokes to the neck. We pain ourselves to please nobody.