A deranged person is supposed to have the strength of ten men. I have the strength of one small boy... with polio.

Throughout history in the theater and film people do like sarcastic characters, and they do like curmudgeons - if they're amusing, they do like them despite the fact that they're vitriolic, particularly if they're for the right thing. If you can see that the person is a decent person and is for the right thing, and is not just a nasty person with base motives, but someone who is a decent human but expresses himself.

When I was kidnapped, my parents snapped into action. They rented out my room.

I sued American Apparel because they calculatingly took my name, my likeness and image and used them publicly to promote their business.

During the course of the year a number of ideas just come up automatically. I could be walking down the street. Or shaving. An idea will hit me and I'll write it down. Then, when I'm ready to write, I check my little matchbooks and napkins and find that it is good or it's pretty terrible. There are other times when I don't have any ideas and I'll go into a room and close the door and I sit and sweat it out for a day or a month and eventually I come up with [something].

Love is too weak a word for what I feel - I luuurve you, you know, I loave you, I luff you, two F's, yes.

I can't understand why more people aren't bisexual. It would double your chances for a date on Saturday night.