I had all the fame anyone could want, and I ran away from it.

I dont mind if somebody comes up to me and shakes my hand, but if Im in the middle of a restaurant and somebody asks me for a picture, I can be a jerk and say no, or I can say yes and draw more attention to myself, which is exactly the opposite of what I want.

I did a radio interview for a station in Connecticut or something, and it was the worst interview ever. It was all yes and no answers.

After seeing 'Big,' I wanted an elevator that opened directly into my apartment, just like Tom Hanks did.

My father was overbearing. Very controlling. He was always the way he is, even before my success. He was not always a good person. He'd play mind games to make sure I knew my place. I don't see him, which is unfortunate. But I don't have any desire to see him. I vaguely know where he is, and I don't want to know.

Gosh, I couldn't even talk right until I was about 6 years old or something like that.

I felt like I had two fathers. I had my real father and the father in my head.