For some reason, I looked at her and realized how much I loved her.

For some reason, I looked at her and realized how much I loved her.

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

I actually think regulation is bad. An unregulated market creates competition at its highest levels, which means innovation, which is read more

I actually think regulation is bad. An unregulated market creates competition at its highest levels, which means innovation, which is a good thing for the players,

Am I calm all the time? That is a question to ask my mother. I am very happy in my read more

Am I calm all the time? That is a question to ask my mother. I am very happy in my home. I have a good family, that gives me something extra.

[At the Old-Time Radio Convention, which expects 600 attendees this weekend, leaders have begun inviting television stars -- over the read more

[At the Old-Time Radio Convention, which expects 600 attendees this weekend, leaders have begun inviting television stars -- over the objections of purists who argue that only radio performers should be welcome.] If it becomes 'Friends of Old-Time Television,' I'm out of there, ... Let's Pretend.

"I'll be happy when...." is the way many people think they are living their lives. Yet, happiness is not something read more

"I'll be happy when...." is the way many people think they are living their lives. Yet, happiness is not something that happens to you. Happiness is inside you now. You are motivated from within. You only have to allow happiness to surface.

You don't want a vote on this tonight, Bert,

You don't want a vote on this tonight, Bert,

I think one wants lots of different lives.

I think one wants lots of different lives.

Parenthood is one long exercise in relinquishing control -- or the illusion that we ever had it. Postparenthood is about read more

Parenthood is one long exercise in relinquishing control -- or the illusion that we ever had it. Postparenthood is about acceptance.