Everybody is under pressure to shut up and sing.

I could never understand how we could put 120,000 Japanese behind a fence in World War II. I remember being bewildered about that.

I have had time to analyze my feelings. I am certain that they are totally neurotic, sexist, silly, and a big waste of time.

Praising the Lord and passing the ammunition are mutually exclusive ideas.

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

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

The system of volunteerism is divisive. It pits one charity against the others for the charity dollar.