Part of the fun of acting is the research, finding out about other people.

I find I have to be the sad clown: laughing on the outside, crying on the inside.

You know, all writers are vampires and they'll look around and they watch you when you're not even thinking they're watching you and they'll slip stuff in.

I've been very lucky, considering what I look like and what I do.

This is gonna sound stupid, but I saw at one point that our mothers are ... bus drivers. No, they are the bus. See, they're the vehicle that gets us here. They drop us off and go on their way. They continue on their journey. And the problem is that we keep tryin' to get back on the bus, instead of just lettin' it go.

I just don't think I'm that interesting. I don't think what I have to say is that interesting. To hear me go blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I mean, who... cares?

I'd love to live in New Orleans. I love the freedom of it - for good and for bad.