I still give my friends relationship advice, of course, and I'm not bad at it. 'Anyone's crisis but mine' is my motto.

So when I was 24, someone suggested to me that I was bipolar, and I thought that was ridiculous. I just thought he was trying to get out of treating me. But he was also responding to the chaotic nature of my life.

From here on out, there's just reality. I think that's what maturity is: a stoic response to endless reality. But then, what do I know?

I'll never be known for my work with boundaries.

People are still asking me if I knew Star Wars was going to be that big of a hit. Yes, we all knew. The only one who didn't know was George.

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

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