I want to resume the life of a shy person.

To Norwegians, the polka is a form of martial art.

Nothing you do for children is ever wasted.

Marrying for sex is like flying to London for the free peanuts and pretzels. It's not the point of the thing, is it?

Dogs don't lie and why should I? Strangers come they growl and bark, they know their loved ones in the dark, Now let me, by night or day, Be just as full of truth as they.

I love rhymes; I love to write a poem about New York and rhyme 'oysters' with 'The Cloisters.' And 'The lady from Knoxville who bought her brassieres by the boxful.' I just feel a sort of small triumph.

When you wage war on the public schools, you're attacking the mortar that holds the community together. You're not a conservative, you're a vandal.