No one has ever made me feel like this, no one. So much regret, so much loss, and so much desire all swirled together in my muddled brain. In my muddled heart.

Light your fire.

I felt the human disease that is ignorance suddenly leave my body. Just like that. Like a hot, desperate piss after a long car ride.

We have the resources (to end hunger), we know what has to be done, and it's something that can be achieved at a rather modest cost

We have to figure out how to deal with Iran as the principal state sponsor of terrorism in the world.

We cannot and must not get rid of nor deny our characteristics. But we can give them shape and direction.

I am not trying to be young again. But I do feel the need to capture that energy in story form before it slips from my mind, to recount those adventures if not relive them.

To understand Occupy Wall Street, you have to understand artists. Art is freedom - freedom of expression - and its message has resonated through society for centuries.

My handicap? Man, I am a one-eyed, black Jew! That's my handicap!

I think everyone needs to try their first script, and usually the first one isn't as good. You learn so much as you're trying to figure it out.

Passion - and humor will permit all of us to do some marvelous things.