“I was staying on [writer/director/actor] Eric Schaeffer’s couch in New York, and he said, “I’ve got this movie [If Lucy Fell]. Can you do five days on it?””

You have to stay in character in between takes.

I’m very interested in the early American history, the time when the country came together.

Moisture is the essence of wetness, and wetness is the essence of beauty.

And I was like, “Yeah, anything. Twenty-four hours times five is 120 hours. Oh, great, I’ll fill 120 hours of my life with something.” So I did that and it was fun, and then I did Flirting with Disaster.

I don’t think know if anything’s going to translate anywhere. You’re making a movie, you hope it’s going to be funny, you can’t think about how it’s going to go over.

Words can only hurt you if you try to read them. Don’t play their game!

I grew up wanting to make movies, and along the way I suddenly found that I had a career doing comedy.

Maybe forced retirement isn’t necessary after all.

I studied Tom Cruise running in all the Mission Impossibles. I think he’s one of the best screen runners.

The cliches are that it’s the most generic Starsky and Hutch plot you can find.

My own parents were touchy-feely.

People like to define you through what they’ve seen you do. There are aspects of my personality, I guess, that come through on-screen, but I don’t sit around thinking, ‘I’ve been a bumbling suitor all my life.’

As a kid I had dreams about being successful, thinking it would be cool. Then, when I was in my 20s, I really thought I had it much more figured out than I do now.

There’s always an element of fear that you need to work a lot until people get sick and tired of you or finally figure out that you’re a fraud after all!

I’m Jewish, but my mom’s Catholic, so the guilt area is covered. I have the highest expectations, along with the lowest. I tried to put as much of myself as possible in Reality Bites, but in terms of my humor, I’m still trying to figure out what my sensibility is. It’s a process, really.

I’m always willing to endure humiliation on behalf of my characters.

I can’t remember a Friday when I was younger when I wasn’t eating a pizza, flirting with the barman.

People get jealous of us and that makes me happy, not good I know but I can’t help it.

You are my universe my rock, my star. There’s nothing that can ever replace you.

How could I don’t believe in love after looking at those beautiful eyes of yours?

You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.

Your eyes make me shy.

One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love.