I grew up with an impatience with the anti-scientific. So I'm a bit miffed with our current love affair with all things Eastern. If I sneeze on the set, 40 people hand me echinacea. But I'd no sooner take that than eat a pencil. Maybe that's why I took up boxing. It's my response to men in white pajamas feeling each other's chi.

People are more open about seeking help these days. They recognise the fact that the alternative to having a shrink is that you bore your friends stupid. So I figured that I might as well give someone 100 bucks an hour to hear my woes. At least someone can make a living out of listening to my tedious problems.

The only good thing I've ever noticed about money, the only positive aspect of an otherwise pretty vulgar commodity, is that you can use it to buy things.

I feel like I'm working on an oil rig right now. I'm away from home a lot.

I have resolved to pick one novel and just read it over and over again for the rest of my life, because I cannot remember anything anymore.

They, all of them, work incredibly hard to make me seem clever and heroic, neither of which I am.

Humility was a cult in my family. I only got it out of my father by accident when he was very old that he had won an Olympic gold medal.