I'm terrified beyond the capacity for rational thought.

Nothing reinforces a professional relationship more than enjoying success with someone.

I loved writing and performing, but the idea of doing it for a living seemed so remote. But I eventually let it devolve to the point where it was the only thing I could do.

We are all several different people. There are different aspects of our nature that are competing.

I'm not a believer in the pratfall. I don't think it's funny just to have someone fall down.

I never read Playboy before I started working there and stopped reading it the day I quit.

You can't love somebody into a state of mental health.