As wild as I was, when the cops show up, and suddenly you're being handcuffed, it's so deeply shocking and terrifying, the loss of freedom.

It's a wild thing, that people have the ability to help each other by just relating to one another.

There's something great about all your worst fears coming true and being said about you. There's a tremendous liberation on some level.

That's usually how I get to know strangers - get inappropriately touchy. Once they've experienced the awkwardness of you being way too close for comfort, after that, it all gets easy.

I feel like I just have such the blood and bones of a New Yorker that I can almost imagine better, like, giving up the fight and not being able to afford the city and going out West, keeping a small place here, and then when I'm like 80, coming back here, living on the park and going to the theater.

You've got to do something with all the books you've read, so you might as well imagine you've optioned them.