Dick Cavett Quotes
Top 81 wise famous quotes and sayings by Dick Cavett
Dick Cavett Famous Quotes & Sayings
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Once I left out what I then considered my best line because there was a suspected column rat in the house.
The trick to writing for people is, you have to be able to turn them on in your head. And know how they'd word something or how they'd inflect it.
Show people tend to treat their finances like their dentistry. They assume the man handling it knows what he is doing.
I'm not the guy with the enormous comedy nose or the big feet or the bad posture or the whatever; a physical comic has certain things.
I have a disturbing problem with losing things. My vulnerability to loss-distress could properly be labeled not only inordinate, but neurotic.
I would not ever try to be a show intellectual, which I was accused of doing a while on ABC. I thought you were supposed to read the guests' books.
Every time I nostalgically try to regain my liking of John McCain, he reaches into his sleaze bag and pulls out something malodorous.
In relative youth, we assume we'll remember everything. Someone should urge the young to think otherwise.
It's a tribute to the human brain that anyone is able to function out there on television in a talk situation that is entirely artificial.
I eat at this German-Chinese restaurant and the food is delicious. The only problem is that an hour later you're hungry for power.
There should be three days a week when no one is allowed to say: 'What's your sign?' Violators would have their copies of Kahlil Gibran confiscated.
You would have to be naive to think you can appear on television and not have the material edited in some way.
When I'm doing an appearance somewhere and taking questions from the audience, I can always count on: 'Tell about the guy who died on your show!'
Radio, which was a much better medium than television will ever be, was easy and pleasant to listen to. Your mind filled automatically with images.
I feel like I've been watching Irwin Corey forever. I saw him in the 1950s, and I thought he was old then.
History is not reassuring on the subject of the longevity of seemingly lasting great nations, is it?
I don't think anyone ever gets over the surprise of how differently one audience's reaction is from another.
I haven't ever found any great writing on that wonderful and often unappreciated art form, the insult.
Nobody is going to try to confiscate guns, although some Web sites know better: President Obama, they are certain, wants to.
Does anything show the complexity of the miraculous brain more than that weird curiosity, the sleep-protection dream?
I'm not freakishly short. I had, on my show, used shortness as a joke subject; it didn't really bother me.
The greatest benefit of depression is the fact that when I have talked about it, every so often someone comes up and says, 'You saved my dad's life.'
William F. Buckley was a man who had a great capacity for fun and for amusing himself by amazing others.
Every time someone says, 'You know, we really ought to get together,' if I were really honest, I would ask 'Why?'
Why anyone, by dying, should thereby be declared beyond criticism, innocent of wrongdoing, suddenly filled with virtue and above reproach escapes me.
I have yet to see one of those Comedy Central shows with multiple standup comics that doesn't include someone the size of the Hindenburg.
It's lamented that the youth get their news from Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert. It's lamentable that they get more from them than from the news.
An effective speaker can do more damage or more good in a well-stated minute than an angry klutz could do in half an hour.
In the main, ghosts are said to be forlorn and generally miserable, if not downright depressed. The jolly ghost is rare.
Perhaps the saddest irony of depression is that suicide happens when the patient gets a little better and can again function sufficiently.
The information superhighway? That sounds like a place that's long and boring and kills 50,000 people a year.
I felt bad when George Bush was booed. But only briefly. My sympathy for that man has a half-life of about four seconds.
My dream was maybe someday, one night I can be a guest on a talk show, and then I will have achieved everything I want.