I've got stress like anybody else, and it builds up during the day. Like, I'll be trying to do something on the computer, and I'll get stuck, so I go to the help section. And it just enrages me, because why even call it a help section at all? There's nothing in any way 'helpful' about it.

I'm a Jew.

All food is comfort food. Maybe I just like to chew.

You can never put too much pork in your mouth as far as I’m concerned.

Nobody in college races home and says, ‘I can’t wait to see the news! I can’t wait to see who CBS is going to hire!’

Wow, you survived a blackout. You’re made of stronger stuff than ice cream.

Well first of all, I’d just like to say that 2005 was a great year, if you like swimming through crap.

A lot of the times I’m looking at something that I discover is part of a larger framework and not just a couple jokes. I see that it’s a set, a story that I’ll be telling. Sometimes I get lost in that.

In four days, I experienced five seasons. It was thirty, it was sixty, it was ninety, then it was twelve! And on the last day, there was thunder, lightning, and snow – together! And I hadn’t done drugs.

He smiles so much, I don’t think he has a central nervous system.