I want to be successful, but I don't really have what it takes to do it comfortably.

I feel sexy when I get out of the tub - your skin is fresh and you've put up your hair without looking.

So what do you think you're Elvis or something, whatever that don't impress me.

I had been very angry, angry enough to lose control; none of us are above it.

I'd rather clean my toilet than go to a show-business party.

One day, someone said to me, 'Do you want to go jump out of an airplane?' I felt like I had nothing to lose anymore, so I said, 'Why not?' And every day since then, I ask myself that question.

I have arm-wrestled here and there... guys seem to want to test my strength.