I find it hard to relax. I live in New York.
It is a dark, dark world. If you're going to be in a dark world, I can't think of any better one to be in. I still think I'm very lucky to be in it.
I like idiotic comedies.
I'd love to live in New Orleans. I love the freedom of it - for good and for bad.
I find I have to be the sad clown: laughing on the outside, crying on the inside.
Putting somebody else's pants on and pretending to be somebody else is occasionally, as you grow older, horrifying.