We [in USA] have people honestly believing that, if a president calls a war, you have to shut up and sing. That is not the nation my mother raised me to pledge my allegiance to. We should speak out. We sent thousands of Americans to foreign battlefields to protect our way of life, which includes free speech. If you're not going to use it, it's already lost. We'll find a Mussolini who will tell us what's good for us.

Is it any wonder that for millions of men the only intimacy is physical, silent, and predictable?

Some people are uncomfortable with the idea that humans belong to the same class of animals as cats and cows and raccoons. They're like the people who become successful and then don't want to be reminded of the old neighborhood.

This is Sesame Street. A place where people, birds, monsters all live in perfect harmony.

Will you remember me when I'm gone?

I find celebrity status difficult to bear when I am in the company of my mother.

What really keeps me going is the constant belief that it could all disappear tomorrow.