I always thought the biggest failing of Americans was their lack of irony. They are very serious there! Naturally there are exceptions... the Jewish Italian and Irish humor of the East Coast.

Our subconscious minds have no sense of humor play no jokes and cannot tell the difference between reality and an imagined thought or image. What we continually think about eventually will manifest in our lives.

This I conceive to be the chemical function of humor: to change the character of our thought.

When a thought takes one's breath away a grammar lesson seems an impertinence.

A pun is the lowest form of humor unless you thought of it yourself.

Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it.

When I was a kid my father didn't really have much hope for me. He thought I was a dreamer he didn't think I would amount to anything. My mother also.

Pope John Paul II brought hope to all corners of the world to people of all faiths and backgrounds with his powerful belief in the human spirit.

I told the President I told Rahm Emanuel and others in the administration that I thought the policy they took to try to bring about negotiations is counter-productive because when you give the Palestinians hope that the United States will do its negotiating for them they are not going to sit down and talk.

The moment that changed me for ever was the moment my first child was born. I was happy filled with hope and thought 'Now I understand the whole point of work of life of love.'

For myself if I am to stake all I have and hope to be upon anything I will venture it upon the abounding fullness of God - upon the assurance that as the heavens are higher than the earth so are His ways higher than our ways and His thoughts than our thoughts.

A man can stand a lot as long as he can stand himself. He can live without hope without friends without books even without music as long as he can listen to his own thoughts.

They who do not understand that a man may be brought to hope that which of all things is the most grievous to him have not observed with sufficient closeness the perversity of the human mind.

So influenced by these advisors and this hope I have at length allowed my friends to publish the work as they had long besought me to do.

For me Barack Obama's election was a milestone of the most extraordinary kind. On the day he was elected I felt such hope in my heart. I thought we were seeing the beginning of a new era of equal opportunity across race and gender such as America had never known before.

A radical inner transformation and rise to a new level of consciousness might be the only real hope we have in the current global crisis brought on by the dominance of the Western mechanistic paradigm.

The only hope of socialism resides in those who have already brought about in themselves as far as is possible in the society of today that union between manual and intellectual labor which characterizes the society we are aiming at.

What can I know? What ought I to do? What can I hope?

All the interests of my reason speculative as well as practical combine in the three following questions: 1. What can I know? 2. What ought I to do? 3. What may I hope?

When things are bad we take comfort in the thought that they could always get worse. And when they are we find hope in the thought that things are so bad they have to get better.

I place no hope in my strength nor in my works: but all my confidence is in God my protector who never abandons those who have put all their hope and thought in him.

But yeah I'm really happy when I'm writing. When I'm being creative and when I have something that I can put down. You know if you go out and you overhear a conversation or you have a thought you have a receptacle to go home and say 'Oh this would be great in this script.' Your antenna's out in a different way and I love that time.

I went to the store and bought lady fingers when I got home I noticed one of the fingers was missing so I went back to the store and the manager was nice enough to give me the finger.

About 15 years ago I went though a period of a year or so when I just couldn't find anything good. My wife noticed I was having trouble reading menus. I bought some cheap reading glasses in a drug store. I got home and suddenly all these books that weren't good were good.