For a few years all I listened to was The Smiths, Things Fall Apart by The Roots, Love Is Dead by The Mr. T Experience, Nostalgic for Nothing by J Church, and the first Servotron album No Room for Humans. And that was it. For two or three years, those are the albums I listened to. I just fell into this very bizarre phase where my head shut down on me. I just obsessed over things and those albums happened to be in that rotation of me obsessing over things.

I'm not good at math. Numbers are a terrifying thing to me. My father is a whiz with money and the stock market, and he tries to explain it to me, and I find it terrifying.

If people tell me something is impossible, I just want to prove that. I want to know that that's for certain. I don't want to not do something because someone says I can't.

I just like testing myself. I just have that thing in me. Whatever it is that people tell me I can't do, I've gotta try it.

You need an immense amount of luck and perseverance to even be on the playing field for success on a grand scale.

When you try to go back and watch improv on tape, it almost never feels as good as it did when a crowd was laughing at it.

I'm just trying to do my part before I get hit by a bus.