I hate housework. You make the beds, you wash the dishes and six months later you have to start all over again.

I was not a pretty child. I developed humor to be accepted.

Housework can kill you if done right.

I don't know why no one ever thought to paste a label on the toilet-tissue spindle giving 1-2-3 directions for replacing the tissue on it. Then everyone in the house would know what Mama knows.

I don't think there'd be a Tina Fey now if I hadn't tried to look good in the beginning.

Show business is - you're there by somebody's fluke. And as long as somebody likes you, and the show is going well, you're fine. I'd do anything. There's so much I want to do.