A lot of my peer group think I'm an eccentric bisexual, like I may even have an ammonia-filled tentacle somewhere on my body. That's okay.

I had this bad-boy-from-New York vibe going, dressed like a punk rocker with spiky hair.

I make faces for cash and chicken.

I'm not a poster boy for good behavior and recovery in Hollywood, I'm just a guy who knows he has a lot to be grateful for.

I'm not used to feeling like I belong where I am.

[Addiction's] not about placating the bad dog - it's about feeding the good dog. You still have to feed the bad dog, but only enough so that the ASPCA doesn't bring you up on charges.

I don't need an Iron Man suit. I'm already a weapon of mass seduction.