I've learned... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a heart to understand.

I'm in a position of feeling secure enough so that I can say what I think is right and if so many people think it's wrong that I get fired, well, I've got enough to eat.

For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot woman of 40 +, there is a balding, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year-old waitress.

I spent my first 50 years trying to become known as a writer and the next 30 trying to avoid being famous. I walk down the street or go to a football game and people shout, 'Hey Andy'. I hate that.

We're all torn between the desire for privacy and the fear of loneliness.

There are more beauty parlors than there are beauties.

I can't choose how i feel. But i can choose what I do about it.