The person closest to actually achieving this look is Kim Kardashian, who, as we know, was made by Russian scientists to sabotage our athletes. Everyone else is struggling.

Don't waste your energy trying to educate or change opinions... Do your thing and don't care if they like it.

And I can see Russia from my house.

In most cases being a good boss means hiring talented people and then getting out of their way.

Most of the time you're too busy to think about it. But every now and then you say, 'I work at 'Saturday Night Live,' and that is so cool.

I think if you ask any of us here, we all dreamed of ending up on Saturday Night Live. I remember thinking, 'I'll just keep doing this as long as I can get away with it.'

Tracy: Stop eating people's old french fries, little pigeon. Have some self-respect. Don't you know you can fly?

Confidence is 10 percent hard work and 90 percent delusion.

You go through big chunks of time where you're just thinking, 'this is impossible - oh,this is impossible'. And then you just keep going and keep going, and you sort of do the impossible.

I had my hair in a ponytail and looked my trademark exhausted.

Whatever the problem, be part of the solution. Don’t just sit around raising questions and pointing out obstacles.

…having learned that people cannot be moulded like clay…

Life is brighter than we think and better as we are. We just have to open our eyes.

I'm really not up for answering any questions that start with how, when, where, why or what.

Of all sad words of tongue or pen the saddest are these: It might have been.

Awaken people's curiosity. It is enough to open minds, do not overload them. Put there just a spark.

Job growth well in excess of population increase would be a very good thing if it were only that easy.

Rome is a place almost worn out by being looked at, a city collapsing under the weight of reference.

Evil thenceforth became my good.

That is the best government which desires to make the people happy, and knows how to make them happy.

Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on.