[On living in New York City:] I'm oblivious to everything. I just don't notice anything. I sat in a coffee shop, drank half a cup of coffee before I noticed there was lipstick on the cup. There was wadded-up gum and lipstick on the napkin. I must have been sitting on that woman's lap for an hour.

Always keep your anger bottled up. You might need a bottle of anger some day when friends come by and won't leave.

I want to be so famous that drag queens will dress like me in parades when I'm dead.

Anything can happen with a razor.

I love eating in it, brushing my teeth and swallowing the toothpaste in it. I love punching the ceiling with my fists when I'm lost or I can't find a parking space.

I'm all over the place, and I consider myself a bit of a scrounger: 'What will I do next, so I'm not broke?'

We've all made mistakes that are similar in just trying to get by or make some money or feel good about ourselves.