Was I a fool to believe in fate or in some destined illusionary path? I don't know. But we all need something to believe in.

So I resort back to such ideology: we all have a calling. We all have an ultimate purpose. On that is laid before us by destiny or one that is positioned in the crosshairs of our long-term goals.

I've never felt that the American Dream was owed to me. I never felt that I was entitled to this Dream. This is why I laid the cobblestone before me for this Dream to be achieved.

And to fight this beast of wrong is what I intend to do. To do otherwise is to sidestp this rabid injustice.

Amid the thousands of shrill voices screaming for our attention, there is but on Voice we need to hear. The voice of the Lord Jesus Christ.

The man may be the head of the household. But the woman is the neck, and she can turn the head whichever way she pleases.

I don’t even care enough to set the record straight. It was hilarious, what a huge liar she was. She actually believed her own bullshit.

If family violence teaches children that might makes right at home, how will we hope to cure the futile impulse to solve worldly conflicts with force?

A government full of Democrats would rather have you be a Republican, and a government full of Republicans would rather have you be a Democrat, than have you oppose both.

New York lost a classic. Carmine was an old school New Yorker.

To be a celebrity, I couldn't think of anything more cringe-worthy.

He always had a problem with the purity of others. Never his own.

I used to talk about my personal life all the time. It's the most fun thing to talk about, the people in my life are hurt.

You have a choice in this world, I believe, about how to tell sad stories, and we made the funny choice.