Sometimes I wish I hadn't said something foolish. It is then that I realize the power of mime.

I'm a believer that when one door closes another one opens. But why does the one opening always hit me full-speed-knob-first into my nuts?

People do what they do to each other and they feed on it.

I was going to do a big radio show, and I said to my driver, 'Radio can wait, take me to the Full House house.' It literally was a drive-by. I photobombed the Full House house yesterday. I took like 20 pictures because I thought I didn't look good in any of these - you can't see the house! You gotta really show that that's the house!

Concerned we're in a time where politicians can't even fake sincerity. Aren't they supposed to be good at that?

What I have now are good problems of trying to decide and what I really want to do is good work next. My phone's ringing a lot more and I've got nine lines so when it doesn't ring, it's very frustrating.

Behind every great man in prison is another great man in prison.