Life Is About Making Mistakes. Death Is

Am I Lonely? Yes. Am I Upset? Yes. Am I Confused? Yes. Do I Have My Days When I've Thrown A Little Pity Party For Myself? Absolutely. But I'm Also Doing Really Well. I'd Be A Robot If I Said I Didn't Feel Moments Of Anger, Of Hurt, Of Embarrassment... [but] You Joke And Say, 'what Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger'.

The Thing I Am Attracted To Is Just Good Writing And Stories That Are Based Somewhat In Reality.

I Remember Dreaming About It, About Being On Tv. I Remember Seeing Children Of A Lesser God On Broadway. I Was Sitting In The Second Or Third Row, And I Was Just So Blown Away, And I Walked Out Saying, ‘that’s What I Want To Do.’

I Guess We'd Be Living In A Boring, Perfect World If Everybody Wished Everybody Else Well.

I Enjoy It [smoking Marijuana] Once In A While. There Is Nothing Wrong With That. Everything In Moderation. I Wouldn't Call Myself A Pot-head.