That 'I cannot tell a lie' has almost become a proverb. It's something that turns the patriarch of our country into a mythical figure.

Generally speaking, the whole point of adult masquerades is that you get to do something that you don't normally do.

There was a mystery here; there was a mystery in the black cats and walking skeletons and living scarecrows that we saw decorating school windows, mystery in the grinning gargoyles and jack-o-laterns on all the porches. I loved Halloween.

People might want to shy away from being the ax murderer. Gore is still seen as unacceptable. Adults are hoping to break the rules and do a little wish fulfillment.

In some parts of Europe, they'd look for bears.

We've only been wealthy in this country for 70 years. Who said we ought to have all this? Is it ordained?