Life can very genuinely and realistically pile things on. It doesn't dole out the heartache and pain, or joy, perfectly.

I am just at tragedy right now.

I can't imagine just dusting my pants off and going about my life like, "Phew! I sure made it through a tough spot, now where am I headed?" I feel more of an obligation to be helpful.

I'm always going to do whatever I think is funniest. If something's dark, I'll do it. If it's a sock puppet, if it's a stool, I'll do it.

I really wanted to, but I just didn't understand how people became comedians. I kind of thought it was something you were born into. And so I wanted to be a veterinarian or an architect. I wanted to be in a band, and for some reason I could understand how you could be in a band because I had guitars and all my friends played music. Comedy was a secret want, but it wasn't anything I pursued.

I think every person and place is interesting, and there's an interesting story behind every door.

I didn't just want to be the one who was always looking around at the weird family members. I wanted to make my mistakes.