Life is an ordeal, albeit an exciting one, but I wouldn't trade it for the good old days of poverty and obscurity.

It's hard for anybody who's been with me not to feel starved for affection when I'm making love to my ideas. Maybe it's not meant for me to settle down and be married.

I just like being creative, whatever way I have to do it.

For the most sensitive among us the noise can be too much.

Maybe there is no actual place called hell. Maybe hell is just having to listen to our grandparents breathe through their noses when they're eating sandwiches.

I've often said that I wished people could realize all their dreams of wealth and fame so they could see that it's not where you'll find your sense of completion.

I'm not a bible thumper, I'm not any of that stuff, but I do believe that the force is with us.