I have a second dog, too, mainly for security.

A lot of people have told me, you know, that what I've written about, they identify with strongly.

I shot through my twenties like a luminous thread through a dark needle, blazing toward my destination: Nowhere.

One of the great things to pretend is that you're not only alright, you're in great shape. Now to have that come true - I've actually gone on stage depressed and that's worked its magic on me, 'cause if I can convince you that I'm alright, then maybe I can convince me.

[I was filmed] against a blue screen [in the Star Wars]. All the rest came later, in Lucasland. They did have me take gun lessons, though. I went to the same guys who taught Robert De Niro for Taxi Driver.

Females get hired along procreative lines. After 40, we're kind of cooked.

Having waited my entire life to get an award for something, anything...I now get awards all the time for being mentally ill. It’s better than being bad at being insane, right? How tragic would it be to be runner-up for Bipolar Woman of the Year?