I love my work with a frenetic and perverse love as an ascetic loves the hair shirt which scratches his belly.

Some guys travel with expensive Louis Vuitton luggage but it gets all scratched up under the plane. I'd rather not spend too much money on something that's just going to get messed up.

The state of New Jersey is really two places - terrible cities and wonderful suburbs. I live in the suburbs the final battleground of the American dream where people get married and have kids and try to scratch out a happy life for themselves. It's very romantic in that way but a bit naive. I like to play with that in my work.

The urge to write poetry is like having an itch. When the itch becomes annoying enough you scratch it.

Scratch a dog and you'll find a permanent job.

If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch you must first invent the universe.

My mom used to make everything. She had a great garden and composted and made everything from scratch - peanut butter bread jelly everything. I don't know how she did it because all those things take time and love and labour. I only do half the stuff she does - but there's still time.

After about 20 years of marriage I'm finally starting to scratch the surface of what women want. And I think the answer lies somewhere between conversation and chocolate.

I have a simple philosophy: Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. Scratch where it itches.

Humor results when society says you can't scratch certain things in public but they itch in public.