I haven't ever found any great writing on that wonderful and often unappreciated art form, the insult.

I have a feeling that about 90% of my life has been shaped by my voice, both as an embarrassment and as an advantage. There was always the terrible incongruity of this deep voice barreling out of this little body. Somewhere in the back of my mind I was aware that it was ludicrous, that it took on an importance that wasn't really there.

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

I haven't ever found any great writing on that wonderful and often unappreciated art form, the insult.

If your parents never had children, chances are... neither will you.

Coming up through the ranks of any calling can be rough, but that battered soul who survives the early years of courting the comic muse comes close to knowing what only the soldier knows: What combat is like.

Just think of all the billions of coincidences that don't happen.