Growing up, yeah, I had a magic kit with learn tricks and learn card tricks, but I was never... I used to watch whatever magic special was on as a kid, but then, it's not that I lost interest, but to be a magician, you really, it's really hard work. Learning lines is hard enough; learning sleight of hand, that's real practice.

There's a certain type of character that you can't help but come in contact with growing up and living in Brooklyn and Long Island. A certain mixture of moxie, heart, and a wise guy sense of humor.

Every day's an adventure when I step out of my door. That's why I usually wear a hat and keep my head low.

I could never have imagined the films I've done and the people I've worked with when I was starting out; I certainly did not have a career path.

I'm sounding like Oprah, but if you're not practicing contentment where you are now, you're not getting contentment when you get what you want.

An alcoholic father, poverty, my own juvenile diabetes, the limited English my parents spoke - although my mother has become completely bilingual since. All these things intrude on what most people think of as happiness.

For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.

My happiness is not dictated on this business. Once I realized that, everything kind of changed.