For me, the great problem growing up in England was that I had a very narrow concept of what God can be, and it was damn close to an old man with a beard.

Now most people do not want an ordinary life in which they do a job well, earn the respect of their collaborators and competitors, bring up a family and have friends. That's not enough any more, and I think that is absolutely tragic - and I'm not exaggerating - that people feel like a decent, ordinary, fun life is no longer enough.

If life were fair, Dan Quayle would be making a living asking 'Do you want fries with that?'

Come to me. I want to plow you like a Calgary driveway at Christmas.

I don't understand why very, very rich people want to have even more money than they've already got.

We all die at the end, but does that nullify everything? Would most people rather say, "I wish I hadn't been born?" Once you're born you'll have to die, now is that funny or sad?

God was treated like this powerful, erratic, rather punitive father who has to be pacified and praised. You know, flattered.