I tried to picture a bunch of guys in blue suits running around a beachside neighborhood, knocking on doors and flashing Fed creds. That should cause a stampede of illegal aliens heading south.

I don't like mysteries, which is why I want to solve them. It bothers me that there are things I don't know.

Somehow, amid all the sophistication and diversions of this world, we forgot the basics: take care of business at home first, and never betray your blood.

Nostalgia is basically the ability to forget the things that sucked.

Kate had never been married, so she had no way of knowing if I was a normal husband. This has been good for our marriage.

Panic---a deep abiding, free-floating anxiety, often without any reason or logical basis.

Everyone looked pensive, which is good cover-up for clueless.

Mrs. Corey still uses her maiden name for business, or when she wants to pretend she doesn’t know me.

I turned to the Times crossword puzzle and asked Kate, “What’s the definition of a moderate Arab?” “I don’t know.” “A guy who ran out of ammunition.

Job happiness is directly proportional to the distance you are from the home office.

...the most common cause of death among alpha males was ego.

The meaning of life has not much to do with good and evil, right and wrong, duty, honor, country, or any of that. It has to do with cutting the right deal.

…made me promise to cut down on the drinking and swearing, which I have. Unfortunately, this has left me dim-witted and nearly speechless.

Women need a reason to have sex; men need only a place.

It's really scary when you have a moment of temporary sanity.

A lot of our perception of history is influenced by inaccurate movies.

Sometimes shit happens even if you have a shit shield

Basically, all women are nurturers and healers, and all men are mental patients to varying degrees.

The problem with doing nothing is that you never know when you're finished.

The problem with doing nothing is not knowing when you are finished.

I've never really taken more than four days off, so it was a lot for me to go away for three-and-a-half months. I went all over Europe. I walked on a whole bunch of beaches and I did a lot of thinking.

Dreams don't work unless you do.

For me, Shambhala, you see, turned out to be not a goal but an absence. Not the discovery of a place but the act of leaving the futureless place where I was. And in the process I arrived at Constantinople.

“Individual Ambition Serves the Common Good.”