I'm very much an optimist. I don't think I could do my work if I didn't believe there was some kind of hope for humanity.

It's usually a spiritual thing that's preventing somebody from having happiness.

Random things make me laugh.

I am still comfortable with my body, because I'm like, What's not to be comfortable with? I mean, it's just my nature.

Unfortunately, most college kids these days aren't coming from any place-they seem to ask the same kind of questions over and over again.

When you're watching the news, how many days in a row can you watch that and feel good about yourself and the world?

Of course, everybody's family is dysfunctional - we've accepted that. What are we supposed to do? Hate our parents for the rest of our lives?