In my theater days I assumed that you had to get rid of yourself to do a character well, and I don’t think I was a very good actor when I did that.

I don't think you should just do what makes you happy. Do what makes you great.

I put myself in the category of "Lucky Guy," and my hopes for the future are that I can continue to push the envelope for myself, and creatively and see what's next.

Starting out, I bet I didn't get a lot of parts because of my strange voice. I'm not consciously thinking, 'Hey, sound like a squeaky dog toy mixed with a bagful of rusty nails.' It's just what my voice has done.

Never trust a man whom you know to have acted like a scoundrel to others, whatever friendliness he may profess to feel towards yourself, however plausible he may be, or however kindly he may behave; be sure that, the moment he has anything to gain by so doing, he will "throw you over."

I have expanded my mind and destroyed my liver but I didn't give up.

I waited tables in New York, and when you're in that line of work, you often have a horrible boss.