I'm always open to the possibility that somebody's got a better idea than I have. It happens with some frequency.

Divorce is probably as painful as death.

What have I done? I've blundered my way through life. So I have my picture on the wall. The minute I die, that picture will start to yellow and fade and eventually be gone. Blown in the wind and become part of the molecular structure of something else. These things we see as "success," they're non-accomplishments.

Gradually the live TV scene simmered out, replaced by film, and that took place in L.A. So many actors left New York.

Careers are here and they're gone. No matter how great we think we are, we're nothing but the temples of Ozymandias-we're ruins in the making.

Getting that audience approval is always a question mark, and it's always that flag that flutters in front of you.

All I know is that I am constantly intrigued by something I'm doing.