I've just completed a five-year period that can perhaps best be called a breathing spell. A time of getting my health back and gathering my strength. That time also included incredible cocaine abuse, a heart attack and my wife's recovery from both alcoholism and cocaine abuse.

I was a stonehead for 30 years. I'd wake up in the morning and if I couldn't decide whether I wanted a joint or not, I'd smoke a joint to figure it out. And I stayed high all day long.

The women who line up at a comic's dressing-room door are not what you'd call your class groupies.

I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, 'Where's the self-help section?' She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose.

As soon as someone is identified as an unsung hero, he no longer is.

When someone asks you, A penny for your thoughts, and you put your two cents in, what happens to the other penny?

Most people with low self-esteem have earned it.