The dividend I get [from my compulsion] is the freedom to be totally disorderly in my dreamworld.

The more syllables a euphemism has, the further divorced from reality it is.

There are no bad words. Bad thoughts. Bad intentions, and wooooords.

I think tobacco and alcohol warnings are too general. They should be more to the point: 'People who smoke will eventually cough up small pieces of lung.'... And 'Warning!! Alcohol will turn you into the same jerk your father was.'

I was surprised when I started getting old. I always thought it was one of those things that would happen to someone else.

I'm never critical or judgmental about whether or not a movie is any good. The way I look at it, if several hundred people got together every day for a year or so - a number of then willing to put on heavy makeup, wear clothes that weren't their own and pretend to be people other than themselves - and their whole purpose for doing all this was to entertain me, then I'm not gonna start worrying about whether or not they did a good job. The effort alone was enough to make me happy.

That's the whole meaning of life, isn't it? Trying to find a place for your stuff.