If I were to complain about complainers. Am I a culprit comparable conveyor? Let go of the anger. It’s crimping my colossal contentment.

What I've learned from sketch is you can get it as perfect as you want, and it's never going to be perfect.

I'd like to do a show that's not a sitcom.

If I were a dad, I'd have my kids watch 'I Love Lucy' and 'The Honeymooners.'

I think people are purists about what sketch comedy should be, and I think sometimes having too much fun can be a little annoying to some people.

Work on your craft, whatever your medium. Determination is your illusion headway toward reality.

As a writer: Aim toward becoming keen through a looking glass limn perspective on evoking pleasure of the senses with STRONG VERBS.

It is easy to find the problem. Knowing the difference between critique and criticism is the solution. Condition your rawhide for growth. (Either way).

Go ahead and be ordinary. Eccentricity is extraordinary.

Do you suffer fromcallous-narrow-minded biases?I’m humanely secondhand embarrassed for you.

There's no point in knowing without enlightenment, yet edified insights arouse movement.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.

Satan is the master of the ultimate double-talk and sophistry. He calls evil good and continues to confuse men with his cleverly disguised untruths.

My eyes are open and I’m not seeing a thing because I am so lost inside.

I wear white or pale-blue shirts and black knit ties: They don't draw attention to me in any kind of peacockish way.

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its fragrance on the desert air.

What citizens of a free country would listen to any offers of good and skillful administration in return for the abdication of freedom?

For me, the more I don't foolishly waste my life wishing for a better past the more free I am today to create, grow, and love.

There is a dilemma, to reconcile three time scales: in the short term, the economy; in the middle range, global well-being generally; and, in the long range, the environment.

Golf is a game in which you yell "for," shoot six, and write down five.

Hesiod might as well have kept his breath to cool his pottage.