Want know how I got these scars? My father was a drinker and a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn't like that. Not one bit. So, me watching, he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it. He turns to me, and he says, 'why so serious?' He comes at me with the knife. 'Why so serious?!'. He sticks the blade in my mouth. 'Let's put a smile on that face!' And why so serious?

You see, in their last moments people show you who they really are.

If you spend all day on horseback, and you hop off, you walk around like you still have a horse between your legs. And it affects your shoulders. They fall.

I am not a public speaker and never will be.

In the birthing process, you come out just realizing how stupid and weak men are! I mean, I might as well not have been in there, we're useless!

I'm just not one of those naturally funny, relaxed actors who enjoy the spotlight and are so good at it.

I believe that whatever doesn't kill you, simply makes you... stranger.