Writer's block is a myth. I never see the gardeners suffering from gardening block.

I love Florida. I love the beach. I love the sound of the crashing surfers against the rocks.

Don't wear fur! Did you know, a single fur coat takes fifteen trees, just for the protest signs?

I used to be scared of pretty girls, until one confessed they're just as scared of me.

In college I was one of six males who auditioned for five male roles in a comedy play. I was the one rejected. At that moment I made up my mind never to place myself at the mercy of some pompous, goateed, black-turtleneck-shirted "should I yay him or nay him?" pantywaist ever again.

I've always kind of pushed the envelope in terms of trying to get away with things no one else was going near. I always thought of myself like a mouse trying to get cheese that no one else could get without getting their tail snipped off.

At my lemonade stand I used to give the first glass away free and charge five dollars for the second glass. The refill contained the antidote.