Having a child is surely the most beautifully irrational act that two people in love can commit.

But if that's what you want to be, that's what you will be - as long as you study.

We're not raising children with the love that we need to.

I did not want to turn to playing golf because golf is about as much exercise as shuffling cards.

Meadowlark and I share a common vision of bringing joy and laughter to others.

Our children are angry. The profanity is out in the street. It's on the buses and in the subway. Our children are trying to tell us something, and we are not listening.

When you're a father you censor yourself. You get just as angry with a child but you don't want to say, "What the filth and foul and I'll filth and foul, filth and foul and, yeah, ya filth and foul face, and I'll filth and foul, foul, filth!" You don't want to say that to a child so you censor yourself and you sound like an idiot: "What the... Get your... I'll put a... Get out of my face!"