When you're 89, dementia develops. I mean, I've told a story onstage, and I'm telling it with a full heart, and I forgot the damn punch line.
I'm really not thick-skinned - my wife will tell you that I take sunsets personally - but I know that I've got the belly for whatever comes down the pike. I think it's tenacity. You've been there before, and you just have to recall, 'How did I handle that one?'
Going unnoticed has never been my strong suit.
Billy Crystal, Steve Martin do wonderful things.
Turning 90 is not for sissies.
We're leaving the House to people who either were born with a silver spoon in their mouth... or couldn't get better jobs in the first place.
