I have this beautiful antique silver wine decanter that I bought at an auction. I always pour wine from that.

My kitchen is not a place to live in. I made it white so I can tell instantly if it's not clean-and I like it clean enough to be able to eat off the floors-or the tables,for that matter.

If I ever completely lost my nervousness I would be frightened half to death.

I cant stand those food cult people who bring their own food into the house. All those little thermoses and paper bags-it makes the other guests uncomfortable.

I can't even get three weeks off to have cosmetic surgery.

I feel now it's useless to keep hoping. The way things are today, we live in a world that needs laughter, and I've decided if I can make people laugh, I'm making a more important contribution.

Peter Marshall: A western saddle has a curved horn on the front to hold something for the cowboy. What is it?