I don't use the Internet, but apparently you can find out everything on it.

When you finally accept that it's OK not to have answers and it's OK not to be perfect, you realize that feeling confused is a normal part of what it is to be a human being.

You go through spells where you feel that maybe you're too sensitive for this world. I certainly felt that.

Crazy isn't being broken, or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me, amplified.

I was very depressed after breaking off my engagement with Johnny ten years ago. I was embarrassingly dramatic at the time, but you have to remember I was only 19 years old.

There was a time when I was 19 when I really, really, really thought I was going crazy. I was exhausted and going through a terrible depression.

I've learned that it's OK to be flawed, that life can be messy, that some days you glide and some days you fall, but most important, that there are no secret answers out there.

You have good days and bad days, and depression's something that, you know, is always with you.

You can't pay enough money to... cure that feeling of being broken and confused.

I am not a person who can really sit around and think about regrets because with every bad experience that you have, there is weirdly something good that comes from it.

I was inspired by lots of people, certainly in acting and in writing and stuff, but I never wanted to be somebody else.

In this life at least, Our fate is rarely epic.Maybe just as well, Impervious heroes we are not…

That's what we do on 'Entourage.' We embed ourselves in legitimate authentic moments so wherever the action is happening, we're taking pieces from that red carpet.

Our minds have a tendency to wander. To duck and feint and keep us at a slight remove from the moment at hand.

I'm a tough critic on myself.

He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.

Bill Clinton valued my opinion and always made sure that my views were heard, and people knew that he wanted me to talk.

We have tried to substitute mass for purpose. We have tried to regain military potency of defense by making it gigantic, unwieldy, complex. It never works.

Make this the golden rule, the equivalent of the Hippocratic oath: Everything we ask a child to do should be worth doing.

All of his life had been about making sure I kept mine.

I may be boring, but that's okay; I don't want to hard-sell myself.