I eat at In-N-Out Burger every chance I get.

After every movie, I always kick myself for the same things-didn't do enough, not enough variation, not enough interesting choices, too bland.

I always wanted to get out of L.A., but time passes, and you find excuses to stay.

I've been told I've done a lot of flop movies. And I think, 'Wow, I've never considered them flops!' I've loved every character I played.

If you get enough sleep, cut back on cigarettes and red meat, you look better the next day.

Now that my kids are out of the house, I'm finally able to get to the classics I never read: Emily Bronte, Dylan Thomas, Joseph Heller's 'Catch-22.' It's endless. They're all in this gigantic pile next to my bed.