Fame Is A Bleet, Man.

Fame Is A Bleet, Man.

This Idea Of Perpetual Happiness Is Crazy And Overrated, Because Those Dark Moments Fuel You For The Next Bright Moments; Each One Helps You Appreciate The Other.

It's Boredom. No Other Reason Than That.

The Idea That Marriage Has To Be For All Time - That I Don't Understand.

When I First Started, They Were Trying To Get Me Into Sitcoms - I Think Because I Had That Kind Of Wonder Bread Look And My Hair Always Went Into Place. I Kept Saying, 'i'm Not Good At Sitcoms. I Don't Know How To Do That.'