I had an epiphany a few years ago where I was out at a celebrity party and it suddenly dawned on me that I had yet to meet a celebrity who is as smart and interesting as any of my friends.

Since I stopped drinking my love life has taken a really serious hit. Romantic encounters that seemed like a really good idea at three o'clock in the morning on the Lower East Side? Less so in sobriety.

I'd just rather have a really sharp, interesting, smart gay son than some big dumb hetero meathead.

I've had my Charlie Sheen moments, it was usually just at the Mars Bar on the corner of First Avenue with me and a few homeless guys.

I know, in my heart of hearts, I don't do things for money.

I truly don't judge other people's actions. But I think that factory farming is an abomination.

I used to have a lot of envy for those musicians who have been universally loved.