My ex-wife was a philosophy major at NYU. Yeah, she and I used to have deep philosophical discussions where she would prove that I didn't exist.

Is there a separation between body and mind, and if so which is it better to have?

Most of the time I don't have much fun. The rest of the time I don't have any fun at all.

She had been critical of his new torch song, "A Side Order of Heartache, Please," suggesting it could be used as a good way to break in their new paper shredder.

It's just gossip, you know. Gossip is the new pornography.

In short, the best thing to do is behave in a manner befitting one's age. If you are sixteen or under, try not to go bald.

If I can play a scene in a master shot, I always prefer it. And the actors always prefer it. It's fun to look at on the screen, the actors get a chance to sink their teeth into something substantial, and it's economically helpful.