Every time you make a decision, you mess with someone's life.

Once a year my back will go out and it'll be... it's like a sciatic thing and it's the smallest thing. Like I could be leaning over the sink to brush my teeth in a weird way and it happens.

I really wasn't a class clown.

Pie...it fills the cracks of the heart. Go away, pain.

For some reason and I don't know why, but I don't think that I'm funny in California. So I always want to do my movies east somewhere.

It's always cool to meet people who can do things that you have no capacity to do.

I don't want to be known as this goody-two-shoes who can only do comedies where puppies are licking peanut butter off my face.