Now it's dedicated to my grandparents and to both of my parents. The first book was dedicated to my mother so I thought maybe it was my father's turn, but then I realized that everyone would jump on that and assume I'd had some falling out with my mother, which is absolutely not the case.

I was street smart, but unfortunately the street was Rodeo Drive.

I had to shoot shotguns for The Blues Brothers. But I don't like that stuff. Too butch for me.

Here's what I've learned: that someone can change the course of history with a box cutter.

Instant gratification takes too long.

It's very good to get through them (drugs) while you're still young and then talk about how great or bad it was for the rest of your life.

I've never been that uncomfortable talking about it. Things come out [in the media] about me. When it's out, it's someone else's version of what's the matter with me. I want it to be my version of what it is. My recourse is to do my version.