I Think My Sense Of Humor Is

I'll Hit Anyone Who's Seriously Threatening My Life... That's What Happened, And That's What Sent Me To Prison.

I Think That Any Time A Person Comes Face-to-face With Their Own Mortality - Close Enough To Death That They Can Smell Its Breath - They Have A Choice: 1) Fall To Pieces; 2) Reassemble Yourself And Keep Walking.

"liberating" Is A Gay Word, So Let's Phrase It This Way: I Know Everything About Me And Still Manage To Be Good Friends With Myself, So Nothing Anyone Says That's Truthful About Me Ever Bothers Me.

In My Long, Long Years Toiling Around The Publishing Industry, I've Found That Women Simply Don't Stick To The Writing With The Same Fervor That Men Do.

Anti-racist Propaganda Is Relentless And Inescapable, As If The Propagandists Fear That If They Shut Up About It For A Second, They'd Instantly Become Racists Themselves.