I'm just not one of these guys who, like, you know, woke up with a six-pack. I need Skittles. I have to eat very particularly and I have to work out like a madman. And then it looks like... okay.

Pilots are so hard because you have to introduce all these characters, you have to hook an audience, and an audience has such a smaller attention span than maybe they used to have.

I just never want to be in this situation where I get to set and they're like, "We rewrote this scene, you're now naked." I need a little prep work.

I love Twitter. My favorite thing to do these days is to Tweet things that seem very questionable as to whether I’m joking or not.

During a panic attack, I remember that today is just today and that is all that it is. I take a deep breath in and I realize that in this moment I am fine and everything is okay. More importantly, I am reminded that my A.P.C. jeans are so perfectly worn in that they are appropriate for any season and I am suddenly at ease.

There is nothing worse than bad drunk acting.

I think L.A. gets a bad rap. L.A. is the same as everywhere else.