If I asked you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell.

Ah...so many pedestrians, so little time...

Politics is so personal, vicious and immediate, how are you going to get anything done? Even the local politics where I live have gotten so ugly.

We were romantics. We didn't just read poetry. We let it drip from our tongues like honey. Spirits soared. Women swooned, and gods were created, gentlemen. Not a bad way to spend an evening, eh?

We Americans, we're a simple people . . . but piss us off, and we'll bomb your cities.

When the Williams sisters play tennis, it gets pretty hot. When they start grunting, I'm in.

The truth is, if anything, I'm probably addicted to laughter.