I enjoy the presence of a woman in the house for brief periods of time. They fall into two categories: the organizers and the slobs. There’s probably a third category—the naggers, who try to get you to do things, but I’ve never run into one of those. Oddly, I have no preference regarding oganizers or slobs, as long as they don’t try to pick my clothes for me. Basically, all women are nurturers and healers, and all men are mental patients to varying degrees. It works fine if people stick to their fated roles. But nobody does.

A lot of our perception of history is influenced by inaccurate movies.

It's really scary when you have a moment of temporary sanity.

There is no terra incognito left.

The meaning of life has not much to do with good and evil, right and wrong, duty, honor, country, or any of that. It has to do with cutting the right deal.

I read 'Time', 'Newsweek' and 'The Economist'.

Kate had never been married, so she had no way of knowing if I was a normal husband. This has been good for our marriage.