I live with an 18-month-old Jack Russell named Chicken. He moved in about 15 months ago, and it was very hard at first because I work a lot and he doesn't.

I didn't think that a career in theater was very realistic so I thought the only thing I could make money doing and still be somewhat artistic was, god help me, advertising.

Its the difference between instinct and intuition.

I was a writer. I just wasn't a very good one. I was lucky enough to have a playwriting teacher who told me that I'd be a better actor than I would a playwright.

I grew up in the Lower East Side of New York.

I'm misrepresented as a scary person. I'm not. It's all about my size and my eyebrows.

My publicist told me not to talk about politics but, yes, I think we have a president who stole the election.

As soon as you know what you're doing, you're doing it wrong.

I think that everything I've ever done at some point is part of someone else's legacy.

I'm not that interested in working with impervious people.

I don't think I've ever been a huge target for the press, and I value that to a degree, because there's a certain value for actors staying beneath the radar so they can play characters.

You don't have to be broken to create something beautiful. You have to be willing.

The highest use of capital is not to make more money, but to make money do more for the betterment of life.

Let me hold on to this the way it was, before I knew anything else.

That thing about being an icon, the fifth Beatle, I just found it so freaky.

I just love it when I hear a little commotion, someone leaving. When I see those doors in the back . . .

Each person feels pain in his own way, each has his own scars.

Bend color names which should be made of neon or copper tubing. Place an object on a surface - trace the object - then bend the object - leaving some part of it attached.

You can't just mess with somebody's prescription, and I really like wearing glasses. It's my eyesight and I don't want to mess with that.

Your problem is you're... too busy holding onto your unworthiness.

She was always like that: grateful for life itself. Her glass was not only half full, it was gold plated with a permanent refill.