I love mockumentaries. When they're done right, they're really good.

I grew up in Minnesota.

Wait a minute! I'm not interested in agriculture. I want the military stuff. During a briefing military stuff in which officials began telling him about missile silos.

I grew up in Minnesota and everyone is so nice there. It is like Fargo. Everyone's so chipper and you make friends just grocery shopping. We kill each other with kindness.

I don't really necessarily think I'm a funny guy, but I like the opportunity to take on something that I don't feel I'm the best at doing.

I love everything Minnesota.

Everyone should walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. I did it three days in a row because it was one of the most exhilarating experiences I've ever had. The view is breathtaking.

I'm a much better singer than actor, which doesn't really say a whole lot.

What I love doing is taking my dog for runs.

I tend to go for women with common sense. Being down to earth stands out more than looks.

I don't know anything about this engagement stuff. I never thought I was going to get engaged.

Just because the boat rocks doesn't mean it's time to jump overboard.

It is equally wrong to speed a guest who does not want to go, and to keep one back who is eager. You ought to make welcome the present guest, and send forth the one who wishes to go.

Mr Blawke always reminded me of a heron; I'm not sure why. Something to do with a sense of rapacious stillness, perhaps, and also the aura of one who knows time is on his side.

Don't stop, echoes the older Liberian lady's voice. Don't ever stop. My answer to her: I never will.

I just love Jamie Foxx!

Shh. Listen to the sounds that surround you. Notice the pitches, the volume, the timbre, the many lines of counterpoint. As light taught Monet to paint, the earth may be teaching you music.

You don't read in your own field. You read in that field when you're young, so that you can learn.

Since 9/11, right-wing extremists (incl anti-abortion, anti-gov) have killed more Americans than Islamic extremists.

A translation in verse . . . seems to me something absurd, impossible.

Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard.