I think sharing experience makes everything better. When people get talking about how they've overcome something or how they haven't, it's nourishing.

When I was a young kid I loved Don Rickles, Buddy Hackett and Jackie Vernon.

We live in a culture where people are self-centered and careerist and everybody seems to think they have too much on their plate or they just don't have time for other people's pain.

In most cases the only difference between depression and disappointment is your level of commitment.

My dad is actually a manic depressive, which is very exciting half the time.

Because we're comics and we pass each other on campus, we know of each other, and a lot of the time there's a mutual respect there.

Have you ever had one of those moments when you look up and realize that you're one of those people you see on the train talking to themselves?