Let's be honest I have enough money to never have to work again.

Money again has often been a cause of the delusion of the multitudes. Sober nations have all at once become desperate gamblers and risked almost their existence upon the turn of a piece of paper.

I have long been one of those tedious people who rails against the coronation of 'student-athletes.' I have heard the argument that big-time athletics bring in loads of money to universities. I don't believe the money goes anywhere other than back into the sports teams but that's another story.

I hesitate to deposit money in a bank. I am afraid I shall never dare to take it out again. When you go to confession and entrust your sins to the safe-keeping of the priest do you ever come back for them?

We are going as fast as we can as soon as we can. We're in a race against time until we run out of money.

As they say around the Texas Legislature if you can't drink their whiskey screw their women take their money and vote against 'em anyway you don't belong in office.

You loan your friend money. You see them again they don't say nothin' 'bout the money. 'Hi how ya doin'? How's ya mama doing?' Man how's my money doin'?

He who receives money in trust to administer for the benefit of its owner and uses it either for his own interest or against the wishes of its rightful owner is a thief.

A man with money is no match against a man on a mission.

I know this is kind of corny but we thought about renewing our vows again because I think my mom would really love it if we did that in Arkansas where I came from.

She had a hit for every syllable: 'Don't. You. Ever. Talk. To. Me. Like. That. Ever. Again.' That was the last time I ever talked back to Mom.

When I was 11 my friend's mom made a peanut butter sandwich. I ate the sandwich and was like 'I'm never eating anything else again.' And I still eat peanut butter every day. I would put peanut butter on a steak.

My mom would be leaving the house and she'd say 'Don't you pull out all of the old dresses in the attic and put on a show again!' And the door would close and that's exactly what I'd do. The show was calling me!

I was looking to do something non-fiction because I had done a strip 'My Mom Was a Schizophrenic.' I really enjoyed the process of doing that strip despite its subject matter. To do it I'd had to do a lot of research and reading and I figured I'd like to do that again.

My mom used to tell me stories at night read books to me - and I read 'em over and over and over again. And you know what I learned from that? I went back and looked at everything - Why do I like reading the same stories over and over and over again? What was I some kind of nincompoop? No - the narrative gave me connection with my mom.

I'm a competitive person and it is in my nature to try hard in every match I play. The only time I'm not competitive is when I'm playing against my mom.

It was my mom and I against the world. We lived in New York in this bohemian lifestyle where an extended group of artists and photographers were like my aunts and uncles.

I was class mom at the preschool one year and I was pretty much asked not to do that again!

It's always been my mom and I against the world.

I'm an immigrant kid who came to America from India when I was very young and grew up in New York City with a single mom and really was influenced by all of those immigrant cultures bumping up against each other.

I always knew I wanted kids but when my mom passed away I was like 'I want a bunch of kids. I want three kids or four kids and I want to have that relationship again.' I can't bring my mom back but I can have children.

The Vatican is against surrogate mothers. Good thing they didn't have that rule when Jesus was born.

Every man must define his identity against his mother. If he does not he just falls back into her and is swallowed up.

Give to everyone who begs from you and of him who takes away your goods do not ask them again. And as you wish that men would do to you do so to them.