I'm dating a homeless woman. It was easier talking her into staying over.

I play basketball on Sundays and I'm a very spiritual guy; I read a lot of Eastern philosophy and I meditate.

First of all, I'm not the kind of guy that likes to rehash the show and so forth and so on.

After making love I said to my girl, "Was it good for you too?" And she said, "I don't think this was good for anybody."

Which is, I'm an optimist that two people can be together to work out their conflicts. And that commitment, I think, might be what love is, because they both grow from their relationship.

I remember learning to drive on my dad's lap. Did you guys ever do that? He'd work the brakes. I'd work the wheel. Then I went to take the driver's test and sat on the examiner's lap. I failed the exam. But he still writes to me. That's the really nice part.

I once made love for an hour and fifteen minutes, but it was the night the clocks are set ahead.