And TV is not the easiest place to be dangerous or on the edge. Especially on a Saturday night.

I have a bit of a traveling addiction, and, ah, yeah. I went to, ah, Bali this summer.

You know, it's a very sexist society, Indonesia.

But I like being nasty. I like being cranky. Especially if it's a cold day in Chicago, it's nice to just take it out on Kyle, because he's so easy to scream at, you know?

It got a little boring I guess, playing the same note over and over.

I wanted to do an episode about Chuck having a gambling problem. I wanted to portray my addiction on the show. But I think it's a little edgy for Saturday night.

Technology changing the world so quickly. I think it's even more difficult for older people to keep up in the world. And that's a challenge.

But I used to have a bit of a gambling problem. And that would have been the answer to my prayers. It got worse when I started playing this character, too.

I like people and get along, and I'm afraid to express my anger and my rage.

Human beings. People's stories. That's really what gets me excited.

I'm not even fifty yet, but I still feel like Instagram and Spotify - I'm trying to stay with it! It's not easy. The world is going so fast.

Books are always obviously having conversations with other books, and some times they're amiable and sometimes not.

Everyday I'm inspired to inspire others.

Everything that is online is not necessarily in line.

The world is my country the human race is my race. The spirit of man is my god the future of man is my heaven.

Learn whom God has ordered you to be, and in what part of human affairs you have been placed.

Transport of the mails, transport of the human voice, transport of flickering pictures-in this century as in others our highest accomplishments still have the single aim of bringing men together.

A curious mind armed with skill, experience, knowledge, and patterns can give birth to big brand revolution.

But it's not the name I'd give to a conqueror of worlds... I would've gone with Thundro or Ragnor. I might just call him Thundro anyway.

In the end the problem isn't that you have the wrong sort of government for the People, but that you have the wrong sort of People.

At the end of the rainbow waited the pot of gold. But rainbows were made of faint and fragile gossamer-and gold weighed a ton-and since the world began, gold was the reason to do most anything.