I Think Laughter May Be

Some Of The Qualities That Go Into Making A Good Reporter - Aggressiveness, A Certain Sneakiness, A Secretive Nature, Nosiness, The Ability To Find Out That Which Someone Wants Hidden, The Inability To Take 'no' With Any Sort Of Grace, A Taste For Gossip, Rudeness, A Fair Disdain For What People Will Think Of You And An Occasional And Calculated Disregard For Rules - Are Also Qualities That Go Into Making A Very Antisocial Human Being.

It's Not Brain Surgery. It's Not Nuclear Physics. It's Television. It's Only Television.

'these Boat People,' Says The Government Of Hong Kong, 'they All Want To Go To America.' Well, I Swear I Don't Know Why, Do You? I Mean, Take Vietnam. Why Would Any Vietnamese Come To America After What American Did To Vietnam? Don't They Remember My Lai, Napalm, Sylvester Stallone?

In The Coldest February, As In Every Other Month In Every Other Year, The Best Thing To Hold On To In This World Is Each Other.

I Think Laughter May Be A Form Of Courage. As Humans We Sometimes Stand Tall And Look Into The Sun And Laugh, And I Think We Are Never More Brave Than When We Do That.