I read a lot of scripts that I just don't find very funny.
Being this side of 40 feels like what I should have felt being this side of 25: in my body, in my heart, happy with my life, and OK with whatever bumps in the road present themselves.
Maybe it's a fairy tale, but I believe in happily ever after.
I’ve been hit by a truck in love.
Art is so subjective, and people can react however they want.
Look I eat really well and I work out, but I also indulge when I want to. I don't starve myself in an extremist way. You're not taking away my coffee or my dairy or my glass of wine because I'd be devastated.