You will soon find that I am a bit obsessive about my work. And that is a little sad one often feels strangely restricted not finding time to simmer although one actually has many interests.

Los Angeles can be a really sad city.

Well you know I have the utmost respect for people like Angelina Jolie and Zoe Saldana in 'Colombiana. '

I have more respect for a man who lets me know where he stands even if he's wrong. Than the one who comes up like an angel and is nothing but a devil.

I'm actually an evangelical atheist but there is something I recognise about religion: that it gives people a chance to surrender.

People here in Los Angeles are disgusted now about a sex scandal involving Arnold Schwarzenegger. Apparently for seven years he carried on a sexual relationship with his own wife.

My mother Lillie Specter was an angel and totally uninterested in politics.

Once the cry and the cause of a generation of progressives to make America safer fairer and cleaner 'regulation' is now a dirty word in our politics. Even Democrats are quick to talk about cutting regulations Republicans hate them with - how to put it? - evangelical fervor.

I've done a number of readings at poetry lounges in Vancouver and Los Angeles. I've compiled a book of poetry that's completed and two others I'm working on.

A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure a messenger of peace and love a resting place for innocence on earth a link between angels and men.

We shall find peace. We shall hear angels we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.

Peace is the first thing the angels sang.

The earth has grown old with its burden of care but at Christmas it always is young the heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair and its soul full of music breaks the air when the song of angels is sung.

Music is well said to be the speech of angels.

'Dr. Strangelove' was and is one of my favorite movies ever and I just can't believe they actually blew up the world after that.

I live in Los Angeles which is the second most polluted city in the world and I wake up in the morning to dirt all over my window.

Your enjoyment of the world is never right till every morning you awake in Heaven: see yourself in your Father's palace and look upon the skies the earth and the air as celestial joys: having such a reverend esteem of all as if you were among the angels.