I can't do coffee, but I can do Dr. Pepper.

Unless you're willing to look a little foolish, forget the possibility of becoming great.

The truth is that in my job, becoming old and becoming extinct are one and the same thing.

Would you look at that body language? Legs crossed towards each other. That is an unequivocal sex invite.

One thing about prejudices -- once you break one of them, you're screwed, because then they all have got to go.

I'm scared to death of being poor. It's like a fat girl who loses 500 pounds but is always fat inside. I grew up poor and will always feel poor inside. It's my pet paranoia.

I'm going to have wrinkles really soon