My Dad was so open creatively that I was off in search of black turtleneck bathing suits with long sleeves.
I spent most of my life locked in my bedroom, miserable about my raging acne.
I made enough money to buy a house. That's crazy, but fame proved ephemeral.
Everyone has flaws. It's a matter of finding the ones you can live with.
I think I have a dark view of the world. I have to make everything funny, otherwise it all seems so sad.
I don't want to lose my name because that's how I know myself. There is a legacy here.