It has to do - I think - with growing up in an apartment, with my aunt and my cousins right next door to me, with the door open, with neighbors walking in and out, with people yelling at each other all the time.

I was planning on my future as a homeless person. I had a really good spot picked out.

I had a job as a paralegal. I drove a cab.

Most people are completely unaware of their breath. They violate your space, they have no idea that they have halitosis.

As you get older, you're doing different parts, but the young people, like yourself, they keep you excited, because they'll see Waterfront, and they'll want to talk about it.

We are at last on the high lands of Mexico, the districts which at least three different races have chosen to settle in, neglecting the fertile country below.

My style would be whatever I look my best in.

I personally don't even try to compare New York and L.A. To me, they are just way too different.