Not writing at all leads to nothing.
New York is a place that can grind you down and spit you out. A true New Yorker doesn't get ground down, he gets polished.
I grew up very Catholic. I wanted to be a priest.
People have said that to me: They say I have a TV face.
I've had a good run of birthdays, and now no one will notice when I die.
Paint yourself into a corner so that you don't have any other option but to continue forward.
I'm just going to keep doing comedy because I don't know what else to do. I have no other applicable skills.
A page of my journal is like a cake of portable soup. A little may be diffused into a considerable portion.
I know where I'm supposed to be at the time of the snap. Now, where the play dictates I'm going to go is a different story.
The nature of peoples is first crude, then severe, then benign, then delicate, finally dissolute.
Some people burn all of their energy helping themselves, while some use all of it helping others. The happiest among us do a little of both.