If your parents never had children, chances are you won't either.
In the main, ghosts are said to be forlorn and generally miserable, if not downright depressed. The jolly ghost is rare.
My IQ is somewhere between Spiro Agnew's and Albert Einstein's.
As long as people will accept crap, it will be financially profitable to dispense it.
To label me an intellectual is a misunderstanding of what that is.
Why are people afraid of ghosts? 'Ooh, no, I wouldn't want to see one! I'd be too scared' - accompanied by a tremolo of fear in the voice - is the common reaction. This puzzles me. I'd think anyone would welcome he opportunity. I've never heard of a ghost hurting anybody.
I don't feel old. I feel like a young man that has something wrong with him.
Perhaps the saddest irony of depression is that suicide happens when the patient gets a little better and can again function sufficiently.
Censorship feeds the dirty mind more than the four-letter word itself.
It's a rare person who wants to hear what he doesn't want to hear.
If your parents never had children, chances are... neither will you.
Japanese is sort of a hobby of mine, and I can get around Japan with ease.
It's fun for me to go on other folks' talk shows. When you've endured the ups and downs and tensions and pitfalls of hosting, being a guest is a piece of angel food.
William F. Buckley was a man who had a great capacity for fun and for amusing himself by amazing others.
Music bypasses the brain and goes straight to the heart. I wish my life had more of it.
All three of my parents - I also had a stepmother - were teachers, and my dad taught high school, and as he always reminded me when I was going to spend some money on something, 'Your mother and I, in the Depression, had to decide whether to spend a dime on a loaf of bread or if we could go to a movie with it.'
A conversation does not have to be scintillating in order to be memorable. I once met a president of the United States, and his second sentence to me was about knees.
When I'm doing an appearance somewhere and taking questions from the audience, I can always count on: 'Tell about the guy who died on your show!'
I haven't ever found any great writing on that wonderful and often unappreciated art form, the insult.
I would not ever try to be a show intellectual, which I was accused of doing a while on ABC. I thought you were supposed to read the guests' books.
