Life's hard, then you die.

I've always believed that thoughtful people don't really take the tabloids seriously. They're basically a form of entertainment. I enjoy them as much as the next New Yorker.

Is Knowledge knowable? If not, how do we know?

I was in analysis for years because of a traumatic childhood; I was breast-fed through falsies.

It's important to control yourself because life gets too complicated if you don't, but the impulse is often there for people. Some say society should be more open. That doesn't work either.

I have bad reflexes. I was once run over by a car being pushed by two guys.

I don't get depressed; I grow a tumor instead.