Secret of life is to go through something harrowing that doesnt kill you...and to love one woman for the rest of your life.

The thought of people in this day and age sitting down to listen to a radio variety show on Saturday evening is rather implausible and was even more so in 1974 when we started “A Prairie Home Companion.” Thank goodness Minnesota Public Radio was too poor to afford good advice or the show never would've got on the air. We only did it because we knew it would be fun to do. It was a dumb idea. I wish I knew how to be that dumb again.

If the marriage needs help, the answer almost always is have more fun. Drop your list of grievances and go ride a roller coaster.

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.

You can go your whole life and not need math or physics for a minute, but the ability to tell a joke is always handy.

Easter is so disappointing. You suffer all the way through lent, and what do you get for it? A ham.

It was a pleasure to have somebody else be the boss. It wouldn't have been nearly as much fun any other way. He's been around and made a lot of movies and he's a great straightforward person to work for. And it was a pleasure to see other people to pick up characters that you've sketched out loosely on paper and make them into something fascinating.