If you plan to face tomorrow, do it soon.

Think about the fool who by his virtue can be found in a most unusual situation playing jester to the clown.

You just get the vibes of your surroundings and it rubs off on you.

Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?

Let our hearts touch far horizons. Let our love know no borders, Draw the Circles wide until, No one stands alone.

Will you gather daydreams or will you gather wealth? How can you find your fortune when you cannot find yourself?

I'm a little nuts. I'm a lot nuts. All I know is that in the midst of the madness of this world it's my therapy. The music touches my heartstrings.

If I could read your mind, what a tale your thoughts could tell. Just like a paperback novel, the kind that drugstores sell.

You will go with me everywhere. When I'm dreaming, you still share my lonely nights.

Sometimes a broken dream will make you sad or make you mean. Sometimes things ain't bad as they seem.

Rainy day people all know there's no sorrow they can't rise above.

The mystical non-sense of afterlife indeed gives solace to the mind in times of weakness, but why should the mind let its weakness be the fuel for primitiveness in the first place!

In politics, you know, as well as I do, there are no men, but ideas - no feelings, but interests.

Pleasure is a kind servant, but a cruel master.

It may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then, that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.

Happiness is a hardy annual.

I'll be out having a good time and stick my gum on the side of my cup - I know, it's a horrible habit - and people will steal the cup.

R.I.P. Steve Jobs. I bet you're busy right now revolutionizing and redesigning the afterlife for all of us to enjoy when our time comes

I love doing different things where, for a little while, I can focus on standup then sketch writing, then performing, then directing a video. That, to me, is stimulating.

We give people fish. We teach them to fish. We tear down the walls that have been built up around the fish pond. And we figure out who polluted it.

We hoped to land a wild cat that would tear out the bowels of the Boche. Instead we have stranded a vast whale with its tail flopping about in the water.