Sylvia Plath. Interesting poetess whose tragic suicide was misinterpreted as romantic by the college-girl mentality.

My ex-wife was a philosophy major at NYU. Yeah, she and I used to have deep philosophical discussions where she would prove that I didn't exist.

The best an idea gets is when its in your head.

For some reason I'm more appreciated in France than I am back home. The subtitles must be incredibly good.

Do I believe in God? I did until Mother's accident. She fell on some meat loaf and it penetrated her spleen.

By now they had mastered my own language, but they still made simple mistakes, like using 'hermeneutics,' when they meant 'heuristic'.

I've always liked, someday the lamb will lay by the lion.... but it won't get much sleep.