How come every other organ in your body can get sick and you get sympathy, except the brain?

Why is that when people become ill and have something wrong with any of their organs, they get sympathy from other people - except when that organ is their brain?

I always ask the booksellers to look at me and recommend a book; 9 out of 10, they get it right; it’s usually a book about someone dysfunctional. To me bookstores are like brothels of imagination, each book is luring me over going, 'Read me, read me'.

My whole career has been an act of revenge.

I have to keep reminding myself that I am their mother. Sometimes we are sitting at home and I feel like we are waiting for our mom to come home.

You shouldn't run away from your problems, you need to aim straight for the heart of the beast.

I can't do anything too serious like Saddam Hussein, but I would like to do Bill Clinton. That'd be fun.