I don't need marriage. I don't need anyone to take care of all my needs and desires. I can take care of them myself now.

I had to learn a skill set. I think I had the materials to be a good comedy writer.

In real life, shouldn't a wedding be an awesome party you throw with your great pal, in the presence of a bunch of your other friends? A great day, for sure, but not the beginning and certainly not the end of your friendship with a person you can't wait to talk about gardening with the for the next forty years.

As a kid it's adorable to have a gap in your teeth. But then, because of the shifting in my mouth, I started whistling through it, and as a 32-year-old woman, whistling while you speak in sort of annoying.

I feel the same way about clothes as I do about food. I want everything.

I think a lot of writers, male and female, write as if their parents were killed in a car accident when they were 2, and they have no one to hold accountable. And unfortunately, I don't have that. I have parents who I care about what they think.

My parents were supportive of my creativity but did not have a lot of patience for whimsy with zero production value. They had stuff to do.