I have bad reflexes. I was once run over by a car being pushed by two guys.

Sex is like having dinner: sometimes you joke about the dishes, sometimes you take the meal seriously.

When I first started, there were writers that I looked up to that I felt very influenced by and very respectful toward their work and their opinion of my work.

This guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, Doc, my brother’s crazy. He thinks he’s a chicken. The doctor says, Well, why don’t you turn him in? And the guy says, I would but I need the eggs. Well I guess that’s pretty much how I feel about relationships. You know they’re totally irrational and crazy and absurd but I guess we keep going through it because, uh, most of us need the eggs.

Ninety percent of life is just showing up.

It's a wonderful thing to be able to create your own world whenever you want to.

It's all through the actors; I cannot write in that idiom