I always thought my jaw line was manly. I have this pockmark on my chin from when I was 9. I used to get freaked out about it because people thought it was a pimple. But those are the things I've become really comfortable with as I've gotten older. My scars.

Anything that has to deal with our mortality is always going to be interesting to us. Life and death is always going to be something that draws our attention.

What's odd about it is that I see it as these moments and then other people, I'll reply to someone, and they're like, "Follow me back, let's be friends!" and I'm like, "See, on the train you have a great conversation between stops and you don't necessarily exchange phone numbers. It's not that deep, actually. Why can't the moment just be what it is?"

I don't know my biological father. That could have had a huge impact on my life had it not been for the fact that my dad married my mom when I was one and raised me as his own.

When we meet, I'm interested and I'm curious about what he's doing because he's burning a number from a client. And I'm like, 'Who is this?' and my girlfriend's like, 'That's a drug dealer. Stay away from him.'

There have been people who've understood it for a long time, who've gone, okay, this is a medium I get. It's not a phase; it's not a fad; it's actually something quite vital and important, and it's pretty fascinating to watch that.

All the times being like, 'Who rented this car and why are we going to this place?' You take the easy route and go, 'Oh, thanks for the champagne. I'll have another.