I dare anyone to spend 10 years in the laugh-track that is Chuck Lorre's hive of oppression and not suffer some form of an emotional tsunami.

I don't want to get high with my kids, because then everything is different forever. That's so stupid, I think.

I was actually disappointed because I thought the mistakes I made is that people misinterpret my passion for anger.

I'm here and I'm ready. They're not. Bring it.

I gotta take the baton from Chuck Norris.

I'll hear a song I love and suddenly I'm isolated from everything around me just for a nanosecond. That's a moment between a moment.

I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.