Passion... it lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting, and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir, open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us, guides us... passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have?

An audience who watches my shows knows who I am, knows that right when they think I'm going to make a joke, I'm going to blow something up, or during the worst peril, I'm going to have someone give someone a kiss - it's just going to happen.

I write to give myself strength.

We are, all of us, incoherent text, and just knowing that - knowing that no matter how much you say, 'I am this' and part of you is not that - means that you can say it.

I leave the world in terrible turmoil. I come back, same turmoil. Nothing at all different. Well, outfits are a little different.

Absolutely eat dessert first. The thing that you want to do the most, do that.

The thing with the comics is that you have license to go down every alley your brain can think of.