With people too, you constantly think, "If I'm nice to people and treat them well, they'll appreciate it and behave better." They won't, but it's still not a bad way to live.

To me, the highest expression of life is art with jokes. It's very rarified, very difficult to accomplish if you want to be more than just funny, and more than just jokes about human gaseousness.

Let your heart be the anchor and the beat of your song.

Half the world hates What half the world does every day Half the world waits While half gets on with it anyway

Could hell be a place where there is no self-respect? A place where people have no pride in their own existence or behavior, and thus would have none for anyone or anything else?

If you've got a problem, take it out on a drum.

It was actually drumming that gave me the stamina to get into sports later.