What creates a writer is huge, psychological dysfunction.

In Hollywood a romantic man is one who talks to you after sex.

Home is where the heartache is.

I speak as your native guide to the mysterious tribe called the English. Dress code is everything. You can be a card-carrying Nazi, you can pay gigolos to eat gnocchi out of your navel and you won't be pilloried -- as long as you never, ever wear linen with tweed.

Teenagers are obviously God's punishment for having sex in the first place.

It's a mystery of parenthood that your son can give mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to a stray, worm-riddled dog, share a piece of re-chewed gum from a kid with bronchitis and pick his nose and eat it on a regular basis, yet won't sit next to his sister because of 'Girl Germs'.

Age to women is like Kryptonite to Superman.