I don't like to go out to parties or clubbing, and I kind of like my anonymity.

Fame, you know, it's like a handgun - in the wrong hands, it's dangerous.

I go on The Daily Beast. The Daily Beast is one of the websites that I check out.

I just don't get invited to the same dinner parties I used to like to go to.

Those that go gold into the furnace will come out no worse.

It's like gambling somehow. You go out for a night of drinking and you don't know where your going to end up the next day. It could work out good or it could be disastrous. It's like the throw of the dice.