When my mother left her second husband, she wrote her autobiography and presented it to him for his approval.

I am quite unsatisfied by the distinctions between the oral and literate.

You pay your money, you take your choice. I get the audience my language attracts and I lose the ones it repels.

The self is an oral society in which the present is constantly running a dialogue with the past and the future inside of one skin.

I learned enough Hebrew to stagger through a meaningless ceremony that I scarcely remember.

I reserve the right to tell shaggy dog stories or even common jokes as part of what I'm doing. I don't give a damn if half the audience walks out.

From this entertainment industry, may the gods of language protect us.