Letting your freak flag fly is something, no matter who you are, that takes great bravery, straight up.

I remember the horror story that I told myself over and over again. I'm totally alone in my body. I'm totally alone in my head and nobody will ever see through my eyes. I'm just completely alone.

I didn't feel so different until maybe, like, around third grade. Kids started blaming me for my people killing Jesus.

I have lows, you know, everybody does ... but I kind of know how to handle it. I like to let myself wallow in it. I enforce it with terribly sad music, and it kind of pushes me through to the other side eventually, and I always know it's going to pass.

I don't think comedy comes from hotbeds of doing shtick. I think it usually comes from some kind of childhood humiliation or darkness.

I hope the Jews did kill Christ, I'd do it again in a second.

Strippers should be role-models for little girls. If only for the fact that they wax their assholes.