I have never been converted to or even had much interest in spiritualism, occultism, Swedenborgianism or any particular religion. And I never, except occasionally for a laugh, visit the quacks who call themselves psychics.

Why anyone, by dying, should thereby be declared beyond criticism, innocent of wrongdoing, suddenly filled with virtue and above reproach escapes me.

Once I left out what I then considered my best line because there was a suspected column rat in the house.

It's not always easy to identify your own voice. It comes with time.

A conversation does not have to be scintillating in order to be memorable. I once met a president of the United States, and his second sentence to me was about knees.

History is not reassuring on the subject of the longevity of seemingly lasting great nations, is it?

There's so much comedy on television. Does that cause comedy in the streets?