I like this job - most days I have a chance to make breakfast and take the kids to school or to read 'em a bedtime story. It's almost like a normal life.

How many times have you been on the freeway and had someone fly by you at 100 mph then end up two cars ahead of you at the off ramp? What's the point?

Hang onto your sense of humor. I picture my obituary : The sexiest man alive is now dead.

I think if you get asked to do this, then that's called doing your homework, and I try and do it.

When I got divorced and moved into an apartment, I started keeping the TV on, just for company.

The only other job that I've ever had that provided that time in the morning, where you're going to work and you can't wait to get there, and the sun's rising, and you are moving towards something you look forward to, was getting up and doing every day, was being a carpenter.

I'm just beginning to direct. For all intents and purposes, this is the first time for me