In today's world, you would call my father mostly unaccessible. I'm not sure that isn't true of most fathers at that time. He went through the Depression. I don't know what that would have done to my psyche.

I'm one of those passengers who arrives at the airport five or six hours early so I can throw back a few drinks and muster up the courage to board the plane. Apparently I'm not alone because I've never been in an empty airport bar. I don't care what time you get there. Even at 8:00 a.m. you have to fight your way to the bar. At that hour, everyone drinks Bloody Marys so no one can tell it's booze- at least until they fall off their chair.

The first time I got up in front of an audience was terror, abject terror, which continued for another four or five years. There still is, a little bit.

I feel more comfortable in comedy.

All comedians are, in a way, anarchists. Our job is to make fun of the existing world.

I don't have a show anymore. I don't have a check coming in every week. This is important to me, I got to score a million tonight or it could all be over.

I don't want to find the secret. I'm afraid all the joy will go out of it if I find the secret.