Everyone knows I'm just a big, good-natured slob.

When I'm worried and I can't sleep, I count my blessings instead of sheep. And I fall asleep ... counting my blessings.

Unless we make Christmas an occasion to share our blessings, all the snow in Alaska won't make it 'white'.

Oh, listen a lot and talk less. You can't learn anything when you're talking.

Frank (Frank Sinatra) is a singer who comes along once in a lifetime, but why did he have to come in mine?

I think popular music in this country is one of the few things in the twentieth century that have made giant strides in reverse.

There is nothing in the world I wouldn't do for (Bob) Hope, and there is nothing he wouldn't do for me ... We spend our lives doing nothing for each other.

You'll never be a wonderful woman or even a wonderful human being until you learn to have some regard for human frailty.

There's no labor a man can do that's undignified-if he does it right.

[Louis Armstrong] was the only musician who ever lived, who can't be replaced by someone.

Honestly, I think I've stretched a talent which is so thin it's almost transparent over a quite unbelievable term of years.

The further from law you move, the closer to claw you come.

Sometimes the truth stares us in the face, but we just choose not to look.

I have seen life from the top down and the bottom up. I know how it looks both ways. And I know there is wisdom and that there is hope.

We hope all danger may be overcome; but to conclude that no danger may ever arise would itself be extremely dangerous.

If I could find the right kind of property, get tied in with the right movie, I'd love to be involved, but I just find it hard to be motivated to do another screenplay right now.

Real life, raising kids and trying to raise them to be good people takes a lot of work. It's all about (appearing) effortless, yet there's so much effort. You do it the best you can.

On one occasion I went to Afghanistan to look at the borders and learn something about the situation there to see if my book was there?and it wasnt.

But oh, to him I loved Who loved me not at all,I owe the little open gate That led thru heaven's wall.

Strength and struggle travel together.