I don't understand the problem with paroling Charles Manson? I say set him free and let him get on with his work. I have a long list of celebrities I'd be glad to share with him.

It was just a compulsion. In fact, I soon realized that the only thing I really enjoyed was the actual snorting.

I literally didn't know my father. My mother had been a secretary, and after she and my father split, she went back to work for an advertising executive. So my older brother and I were "latch-door kids." We went home for lunch and after school by ourselves.

Governments don't want a population capable of critical thinking, they want obedient workers, people just smart enough to run the machines and just dumb enough to passively accept their situation.

I remember when I was a kid I used to come home from Sunday School and my mother would get drunk and try to make pancakes

I had no shoes, and I felt sorry for myself until I met a man who had no feet. I took his shoes. Now I feel better.

At best, God can be viewed as nothing more than an uncaring incompetent father-figure