Cocaine was different. It kept saying, "You haven't had enough." I became an abuser almost instantly.

I never eat sushi. I have trouble eating things that are merely unconscious.

My mother didn't get home until about seven most nights and, yes, there was a sense of being very alone after school. She gave me all the proper guidance and influences, but physically, she just couldn't be there.

I think the trend to control speech - and therefore thought - continues. Because of the freer flow of information now, there's more on the side of free thought.

I don't vote. We're led to believe we're free through the exercise of ineffective freedoms.

Isn’t it a bit unnerving that doctors call what they do “practice”?

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?