I’m about to enter a national ass-kicking contest. With no legs. And a massive ass.
And Seinfeld is so quick: we crank out one show a week, and the hours are very reasonable.
I always wanted to perform.
I have no agenda except to be funny. Neither I nor the writers profess to offer any worldly wisdom.
It’s much more acceptable for men to work and father kids. There’s an inherent inequality, because we want to do it all, and I don’t know how we can do this all.
The schedule of doing a live TV show every week is very difficult.
Doing actual comedic material is just about the most joyful endeavor ever. That’s the truth. The only time it’s not funny is when business gets in the way.
New York is nice, but I don’t like it as much as I used to.
Anybody who is an ambitious politician would never ever aspire to a Vice Presidency. And yet, people find themselves in that position, and so, therein lies the rub.
I dropped out of college my junior year to do saturday night live, and I didn’t even consult my parents. They were very supportive because they had no choice.
There’s a pressure regardless of that to do a good show.
I’d like to begin by thanking the members of the Hollywood Foreign Press for this Golden Globe...
The Seinfeld motto: No learning, no hugging.
The fact of the matter is that everybody treats me pretty much as one of the boys, which I take as a great compliment.
I’ve actually considered going with my married name, Julia Hall, but all the paperwork.
I’m particularly fortunate to be in a position where I can bring my child to work and be able to get good child care. Not a lot of women have that.
I’m not the type to cut back on hot showers, but there’s no harm in hot water when it’s warmed by the sun.
I’m not a lesbian. I hate men, but I’m not a lesbian.
This is an embarrassment of riches, and boy, am I happy to be embarrassed.
When I got pregnant my foot grew, but I was denying it. I’ve been denying it for three years.