Don't worry if you miss your cue, because there's always doors opening. They keep opening.

The money can be a hindrance to someone like me because the danger is that you start thinking, 'Is that a $20 million take?' That kind of thing, and being self-critical.

I just wanna hang out. No big deal!

I'm a hard guy to live with. I'm like a caged animal. I'm up all night walking around the living room. It's hard for me to come down from what I do.

Risk being seen in all of your glory.

I don't think anybody should go through life without a team of psychologists. I have been through times when I'm literally squatting in the living room, having one of those open-throated cries, where you're crying all the way to your butthole. I always believed I would come out of it, though.

When someone you love dies, you don't lose them all at once. You lose them in pieces over time, like how the mail stops coming.