Why love, if losing hurts so much? I have no answers anymore: only the life I have lived... The pain now is part of the happiness then.

I love roller coasters. I don't get a chance often, but I've gone to Magic Mountain and gone on the rides. I love roller coasters.

I love traveling. I like to keep moving. I love the big open spaces in America.

Israel means war and destruction and we Americans are behind this war and I am ashamed of being American.

I'd like to wake up and look like Brad Pitt in the morning, but I don't. I look in the mirror, and I see me.

I love to read, and so I've been reading everything I can, not intensely, but I love to read so I read "Origin of Species" by Darwin and I can't make head or tail of E=MC squared by Einstein, but I try to baffle my way through that.

When I was a younger actor, I was very immersed in it, very "method" and all that. Now, I don't give a hoot.