Funny, isn't it, how your whole life goes by while you think you're only planning the way you're going to live it?

Big doesn't necessarily mean better. Sunflowers aren't better than violets.

We no longer build fireplaces for physical warmth—we build them for the warmth of the soul; we build them to dream by, to hope by, to home by.

The goat's business is none of the sheep's concern.

Writers should be read but not seen. Rarely are they a winsome sight.

A closed mind is a dying mind.

Living the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way.

It was part of theTexas ritual? We know about champagne and caviar but we talk hog and hominy.

There are only two kinds of people in the world that really count. One kind's wheat and the other kind's emeralds.

The feminine in the man is the sugar in the whisky. The masculine in the woman is the yeast in the bread. Without these ingredients the result is flat, without tang or flavor.

Life can't ever really defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death – fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous, constant.

I read the first few, " said Jackaby. "I've instructed my duck to just file the rest directly under P. I left it to him to decide if that was for politics or paranoia.

Poetry is a political act because it involves telling the truth.

I'm a blue-shirt guy.

As an entertainer, a comedy guy, whatever, you're never gonna be truly 100-percent happy with anything.

When I was 3, my father stopped coming home.

I told my wife she looks sexy with black fingernails. Now she thinks I slammed the car door on her hand on purpose.

A government cannot be premised on the belief that all persons are created equal when it asserts that god prefers some

I turned down a contract with a major network in New York my senior year of college in order to move to Los Angeles and pursue my acting career. But so far it's working out.

Creativity is not enough... the skill of the true artist is to show the real in the light of the ideal and so transfigure it.

The sea does not contain all the pearls, the earth does not enclose all the treasures, and the flint-stone does not inclose all the diamonds, since the head of man encloses wisdom.