Do I want to be a hero to my son? No. I would like to be a very real human being. That's hard enough.

A lot of my peer group think I'm an eccentric bisexual, like I may even have an ammonia-filled tentacle somewhere on my body. That's okay.

Worrying is like praying for something you don't want to happen. I have such an overwhelming sense that if you're in the right state of heart, the next right thing appears to you.

Im thinking of buying a monkey. Then I think, Why stop at one? I don't like being limited in that way. Therefore, I'm considering a platton of monkeys, so that people will look at me and see how mellow and well-adjusted I am compared to these monkeys throwing feces around.

I'm a soldier who didn't know how nasty the battle was going to be, and now, I've got a purple heart and I'm back.

Look, even bad years are pretty good years I think.

I just don't like big guys who speak cryptically and act like they understand the language better than me.