I would love to be in Kansas.

I call it... the hot dog tree, because... it's a hot dog tree.

I can sit in the room with the other writers and just keep saying no until there's something I really like or until I come up with something. In that respect the proportion of what's mine and what's other people's is controlled by me. It isn't even fair to talk about.

I'd love to work with Francis Ford Coppola. I met Coppola on an airplane.

I remember one play [when I was kid] was about this murderous mad scientist, and my whole part was to be the guy who got thrown into a vat of acid as the curtain went up. I was very pissed off at these older kids; they'd outsmarted me.

I'm fortunately not in a situation where someone owns me.

I probably have become more infamous from two misdemeanors than probably anyone I could think of.