I have no methods. All I do is accept people as they are.

Comedy - and I say this with humility - comedy needs me.

I could be the Greta Garbo of comedy, very secluded, but Garbo had a man who was beyond rich to support her.

I was getting dressed and a peeping tom looked in the window, took a look and pulled down the shade.

I am so out of the loop. I am never honored. My career is hilarious to me. I am either under the radar or over the radar.

I now consider it a good day when I don't step on my boobs.

I have no sex appeal, which kills me. The only way I can ever hear heavy breathing from my husband's side of the bed is when he's having an asthma attack.