The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly shared with traffic.

I am not afraid of crashing, my secret is . . . just before we hit the ground, I jump as high as I can.

The three ingredients of a successful union between two ... humor, commitment & undying love.

The problem is that your daughter has given her heart to a 15-year-old boy, and a 15-year-old boy does not yet qualify as a human being.

I'm going out... because I deserve to go out! And I'm going to get drunk... because I deserve to get drunk! And get out of my way!

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

These people marched and were hit in the face with rocks to get an education and now we've got these knuckleheads walking round.