I've had this problem since I was in my 20s. They don't call it manic depression anymore. They call it a bipolar disorder, and I'm a Type 2?

I'm a perfect example of the grumpy, old man. I'm really good at it.

It always impresses me when a person of small stature has command.

I'm getting grumpier all the time.

I want to see the writers strike because the writers, god bless them, are the only true commies we have in Hollywood.

I only really work when I want to.

I'm blessed with eight children - though I'm talking about eight adults now.