I think that the truth is a really stern taskmistress.

My inner world seems largely to consist of three rotating emotions: embarrassment, rage, and tension. Sometimes I feel excited, but I think that's just positive tension.

Revenge may not be a particularly high consciousness-oriented activity.

[When Harry Met Sally] was fine, but it was a job. And I did it right after The 'Burbs.

Never love for me, only obsession. Someone has to stand still for you to love them. My choices are always on the run.

Actually,I am a failed anorexic. I have anorexic thinking, but I can't seem to muster the behavoir

I enjoy taking jobs that make fun of me - or me as Princess Leia, or me as the writer, or whatever, as some idea.