See we just had a misunderstanding. I thought we lived in the U.S. of A., the United States of America. But actually we live in the U.S. of A., the United States of Advertising. Freedom of expression is guaranteed? If you've got the money!

Life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.

I was a weekend drinker...I'd start on Saturday, end on Friday...thought I was controlling it...but I don't drink any more.

That's starting to depress me about UFOs. The fact that they cross galaxies...and always end up in places like Fyfe, Alabama.

'Where's Bill going?' He's going to comedy death. Boom! He pops out of it with another joke. It's my particular style.

What before seemed a...frustrating wall, the comic deftly and fearlessly steps through, proving the absurdity of it all.

I'm just trying to rid the world of all these fevered egos that are tainting our collective unconscious.