I am stressed because once I am flattened out so thin to be able to slide under a doorway, I may never be able to ever be unflattened so I could be regular sized again.

I have no plan except to take care of the people I love.

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.

When you're famous, you're always famous. It doesn't go away.

What do you do if you're in the car and your girlfriend touches your crotch then asks you to remind her to get kitchen scissors?

My girlfriend just told me I am one of the smartest people she knows. I told her, You need to meet other people.

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!