Hey! Shouts Camel. There ain't no woman in the world worth two bottles of whiskey!

Gorillas are in danger of being wiped out by the Ebola virus. I feel like we have limited time to get to know them and understand them and they're going to disappear - that's terrifically sad. Wouldn't it be great if we could stop that?

Sometimes I think if I had to choose between an ear of corn or making love to a woman, I'd choose the corn.

Don't want to get tipsy and break a hip.

With a secret like that, at some point the secret itself becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.

I hate this bizarre policy of protective exclusion, because it effectively writes me off the page.

I am ninety. Or ninety-three. One or the other.