Voting really doesn't mean anything. I wish I could say something different, but I think it's kind of a sham.

Late to bed and late to wake will keep you long on money and short on mistakes.

I think you should know that real-life white people are not all as funny as the ones on 'Seinfeld'.

Anyone with a gun can go out and commit an act of terrorism, even without a political affiliation.

When I pass, speak freely of my shortcomings and my flaws. Learn from them, for I'll have no ego to injure.

I want the news delivered unbiased. I thought that was the whole point with journalism.

I wonder what it means when your grandson is more crotchety than you are.

I don't want the news to be patriotic. I don't want to see flags on the lapels of the anchors. I don't want any of that.

One, I push my deadlines closer than anybody else, or let's say it this way: I'm really late.

We have to confront the very scary fact that the president is a moron. He's really dumb.

When the news wants to tell you something is important, they put dramatic theme music behind it. They scare you into watching the story.

Happiness means knowing how to limit some needs which only diminish us, and being open to the many different possibilities which life can offer.

I don't have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.

When artists give form to revelation, their art can advance, deepen and potentially transform the consciousness of their community.

If you're happy, you eat. If you're sad, you eat. You lose a job, you eat. You get a job, you eat. It's, you know, it's addiction.

I often say that Bernhard, W.G. Sebald, and Javier Marías are my stylistic holy trinity, prose writers who amaze me with their notation of consciousness and voice.

Goodbye, Hari, my love. Remember always--all you did for me.” -I did nothing for you.” -You loved me and your love made me--human.

I'd rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.

You cannot commit an act of violence against a non-sentient object, only against a living thing.

Could a man live by it, it were not unpleasant employment to be a poet.

The liberty of the press is a blessing when we are inclined to write against others, and a calamity when we find ourselves overborne by the multitude of our assailants.