I’m very sane about how crazy I am.
You’re only as sick as your secrets. Either it comes out their way or my way. I talk about myself behind my back. And I’m funny about it.
Celebrity is just obscurity biding its time.
Nobody wants to read about a good-looking happy person.
You know how they say that religion is the opiate of the masses? Well I took masses of opiates religiously.
Life is a cruel, horrible joke and I am the punch line.
I rarely cry. I save my feelings up inside me like I have something more specific in mind for them. I am waiting for the exact perfect situationand then BOOM! I’ll explode in a light show of feeling and emotion – a pinata stuffed with tender nuances and pent-up passions.
I spent a year in a 12-step program, really committed, because I could not believe what had happened – that I might have killed myself.
My mom had the breakdown for the family, and I went into therapy for all of us.
Eventually, life of the party is just like any other job. I’ve thought of myself that way at times, but it’s sort of like holding everybody hostage. It diminishes everyone else. And ultimately, your friends don’t require it of you.
There’s no room for demons when you’re self-possessed.
Here’s what I’ve learned: that someone can change the course of history with a box cutter.
Saying you’re an alcoholic and an addict is like saying you’re from Los Angeles and from California.
You know how I always seem to be struggling, even when the situation doesn’t call for it?
Actors may know how to act, but a lot of them don’t know how to behave.
I have the ability, occasionally, of being able to step out and see who you think I could end up being. And I like to play with that.
I have a mess in my head sometimes, and there’s something very satisfying about putting it into words. Certainly it’s not something that you’re in charge of, necessarily, but writing about it, putting it into your words, can be a very powerful experience.
I was born into big celebrity. It could only diminish.
I enjoy taking jobs that make fun of me – or me as Princess Leia, or me as the writer, or whatever, as some idea.
He’s a very strange guy, my father. I can’t get mad at him because he’s so adorable.