I went to film school and wanted to learn everything there was about making movies.

I was mad when I heard The Amazing Race wasn't about white people.

I was kosher until I had my Bar Mitzvah, and I parlayed officially becoming a man into telling my father I wanted to eat cheeseburgers.

I once fisted two babies and then used the corpses as boxing gloves to fight off the grieving parents.

It's all about being a part of something in the community, socializing with people who share interests and coming together to help improve the world we live in.

In New York, we tip everyone. We tip doormen, we tip cab drivers, and we tip bartenders at the bar. You'll get quite an evil eye if you don't leave a tip at the bar.

I like hot dogs. I like eggplant. I like pizza and creamed corn and beer. But I don't like Arabs.

The best way to travel abroad is to live with the locals.

I don't mind it if blacks want equal rights, as long as they mean rights equal to a dog

It turns out Superman is weak to Kryptonite and horses.

Women have the right to choose what do with their own bodies. They can take it in the cooch or in the pooper. But that's where their right to choose stops, in my opinion.

Fate. Sounds romantic.”“You must not know anything about mythology, then, Mr. McQueen. In all the old myths, the Fates were the villains.

We have 200, 000 kids a year who drop out of the French school system and have no hope. They become a drag on society.

I was on the dance floor but I couldn't hear the band.

I want to know if you are prepared to live in the world with its harsh need to change you. If you can look back with firm eyes saying this is where I stand.

The finest of pleasures are always the unexpected ones.

It was getting hard to keep all the things I didn't know inside me.

Trying to save a hater is like trying to teach astrophysics to a wino!

Only God is able to humble us without humiliating us and to exalt us without flattering us.

We haven't had a strategic free kick all night. No one's knocked over attackers ad lib.

What e'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time.