I have a lot of things [in me] that are childlike and innocent and sweet.

I wanted to get a job as a gynecologist, but I couldn't find an opening.

It's the American view that everything has to keep climbing: productivity, profits, even comedy.

Art, music, and philosophy are merely poignant examples of what we might have been had not the priests and traders gotten hold of us.

So I live in Los Angeles, and it's kind of a goofy place. They have an airport named after John Wayne. That ought to explain it. It has a charming kind of superstitious innocence.

There's a thing about cocaine - when I was doing it secretly, it didn't make me very sociable. I forget how others were, but it made me very inner-directed. So being in a sketch and rehearsing and the "hail fellow well met" camaraderie and all that stuff, I couldn't fake that or force that. It was painful.

Intelligence tests are biased toward the literate.