I'm shy, paranoid, whatever word you want to use. I hate fame. I've done everything I can to avoid it.

My body is a journal in a way. It's like what sailors used to do, where every tattoo meant something, a specific time in your life when you make a mark on yourself, whether you do it yourself with a knife or with a professional tattoo artist.

School's a weird thing. I'm not sure it works.

I found the evil in myself a long time ago, and I've accepted it. We're old friends.

For me, the question was, how can one take a live-action performance and put it in the parameter of one of those cartoons? How much can you get away with?

After having been confined to a television series - and it's a luxury job - where you can't play anything but one particular character for nine months out of the year, it will make you insane. It didn't affect me. I got out quick enough.

I was always a fan of the great old spaghetti Westerns, the Sergio Leone films. But the one that always sticks with me, that I just thought was brilliant and perfect is "Cat Ballou." Lee Marvin in "Cat Ballou."