I found out when I did the Oprah Winfrey show that there was a cookie jar of me. So she gave it to me. I had no idea prior to that that it even existed.

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.

What worries me is, what if this guy is really the one for me and I just haven't had enough therapy yet for me to be comfortable with having found him.

You're not famous until you're a Pez dispenser.

I like having written better than I like having acted.

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

Mistakes are a drag, because you get in the area of regret and self-pity.