I Was Very Active In

I Remember When We Were Doing The Love Scene In Some Kind Of Hero, We Got In Bed Nervously. Then He Looked Up, And It Was Very Genuine, And He Went, " Richard Pryor's In Bed With Lois Lane!" And It Was So Cute!

I Guess I Came To Terms With My Demons. Or Else I'd Be In Big Trouble, Wouldn't I? Horrifying As It Was To Crack Up In The Public Eye, It Made Me Look At Myself And Fix It. People Were Exploitative; That's Human Nature. I'll Tell You, Being Pretty Crazy While Being Chased By The National Enquirer Is Not Good. The British Tabloids Were The Worst. But You Take The Cards You're Dealt, And I Got Better. I'm Now Ferociously Healthy In Body And Mind. You Couldn't Pay Me To Go Near A Psychiatrist Again. Stopping Seeing Them Was My First Step To Getting Well.

I'm Not Going Back To Acting Class, Although I've Thought Of It. The Classic Training That People Get Usually When They Start Out, I Never Had, And I Always Felt And Still Feel The Lack Of It, So There's A Lot Of Basic Stuff That I Just Don't Have A Clue About.

I Remember Laughing An Inordinate Amount Of Time. Setting Up Scenes That Involve Ooze Coming Out Basements, Or Pigs' Heads Flying Through Windows Is Really Fun. How Could You Not Laugh?

With Any Group Of People In Life, Sad Things Happen, And Crazy Things, And Happy Things. When You're In The Public Eye, It's Just Amplified, That's All.