I have always felt that laughter in the face of reality is probably the finest sound there is and will last until the day when the game is called on account of darkness. In this world, a good time to laugh is any time you can.

Putting people in a room and strapping wires to their wrist to find out if I make them tingle when I'm telling them about Beirut is a long way from Edward R. Murrow.

A good time to laugh is any time you can.

A few weeks after my surgery, I went out to play catch with my golden retriever. When I bent over to pick up the ball, my prosthesis fell out. The dog snatched it, and I found myself chasing him down the road yelling "Hey, come back here with my breast!"

Co-dependence...taking someone else's temperature to see how you feel.

Presumably a movement is more polite than a revolution, and a lot slower.

I was raised by and have raised people who regard telling one story when two would do as a sign someone is not really trying.