I'm a junkie for exhaustion, and I'm a junkie for setting up my expectations too high and then trying to meet them.

President Bush, have a hot dog with me.

I like talking about people who don't have any power and it seems like some of the least powerful people in the United States are the migrant workers who come and do our work and don't have any rights as a result. And yet we still invite them to come here, and at the same time ask them to leave.

The only thing that keeps us going back to one another is that we're all filled with such enormous self-doubt. We have doubts about our ability to be alone, to self-actualize.

Truthiness is tearing apart our country, and I don't mean the argument over who came up with the word. I don't know whether it's a new thing, but it's certainly a current thing, in that it doesn't seem to matter what facts are. It used to be, everyone was entitled to their own opinion, but not their own facts. But that's not the case anymore. Facts matter not at all. Perception is everything.

Contraception leads to more babies being born out of wedlock, like fire extinguishers lead to more fires.

Give a man a suicide bomb, he blows up once. Teach a man to suicide bomb, he also blows up once.