Does anything show the complexity of the miraculous brain more than that weird curiosity, the sleep-protection dream?

I have a disturbing problem with losing things. My vulnerability to loss-distress could properly be labeled not only inordinate, but neurotic.

When I'm doing an appearance somewhere and taking questions from the audience, I can always count on: 'Tell about the guy who died on your show!'

As long as people will accept crap, it will be financially profitable to dispense it.

There are online forms you can fill out to send to your lawmakers, demanding that nothing - nothing at all or in any way - be done about any guns whatever, anywhere.

It's a tribute to the human brain that anyone is able to function out there on television in a talk situation that is entirely artificial.

I'm the only talk show host, I think, if there's such a category in, what's called, the book of records, to have a guest die while we were taping the show, yeah.