Chelsea Handler Quotes

I'm probably the most pessimistic actor I know. I'm always sure I'll never work again.

Men never cling to their dreams with such tenacity as at the moment when they are losing faith in them, and know it, but do not dare yet to confess it to themselves.

There was a period of time in Los Angeles when I wondered if I was just going to lose everything.

'Old Town Road' came after a period of feeling like I was out of options. I was living with my sister. She was pretty much fed up with me being there.

In 1997, I thought I'd never make another record.

My parents and friends, they're Ph.D.s that worked as custodians, that owned their own businesses, that went bankrupt, that moved seven times, that sent their kid to Harvard, that don't have any money for retirement. Highs and lows of life.

When I didn't become the quintessential Yash Chopra hero, I got into the 'struggle' period and became negative.

I too had the usual insecurities. I wanted a good house and a healthy bank balance. But I never got cowed down.

I think that battle that you have almost never goes away. You're always questioning and hoping that stuff goes a certain way, that you get a certain reaction.

The more professionally successful you are, the more emotionally insecure you will be.

I had done a lot of indie movies before I realized that acting could be a way for me to get my family out of poverty. It was at that point that I decided to take acting seriously.

Anxiety and doubt are among my biggest struggles as a writer.

I've always been afraid of who I am and not knowing what I can do.

This job forces you to ask yourself so many questions: Do you want money? Do you want power? Do you just want to be good at your craft? I don't know what I'm doing. I just want to be happy. But I know I have to keep making music.

I was just coming out of prison, I was married, and I had a kid, and I didn't know what to do, so I tried stand-up.

So what if I'm sexy? You can still eat tomorrow if you see me and find me sexy. But if I steal your money, tomorrow you cannot eat, and tomorrow you cannot go to school, and tomorrow you'll be a hopeless man.

That's your dream, to get paid and take care of your family. But you still want to win, too.

I went through a lot of feelings of self-doubt and loss of self-esteem. I was particularly vulnerable after having my son. It was rough getting back on my feet in the business.

I don't fight for my legacy or for the glory or anything like that. The feedback from the fans is nice, don't get me wrong; it's a good feeling having them - you on their side. But I'm motivated by making a good living for my family, and that's what made me get serious about this.

LA is a harsh city to be in when you're a little girl from the South, and you have absolutely no idea what you're doing and you are thinking, 'Am I making, have I made a massive mistake? I don't have money to move back home. My parents are not on board with this. What do I do?'

It was a shock to everyone when I became a rapper. Huge shock to everyone. But I knew it all along. I just didn't want to tell anybody cause then it's like, What if it doesn't work?

Why do I even dare to think I could dream I could imagine I could hope?!

They're caught where there's no way out or where you can't see out. What are you going to do about it? I don't have the answer. If I did there would be no insane asylums. But I see a lot of people, a lot of my friends in the same predicament. Many times in my life, I was there myself.

Sure, I’m dramatic and sloppily semi-cynical and semi-sentimental. But, in leisure years I could grow and choose my way. Now I am living on the edge. We all are on the brink, and it takes a lot of nerve, a lot of energy, to teeter on the edge, looking over, looking down into the windy blackness and not being quite able to make out, through the yellow, stinking mist, just what lies below in the slime, in the oozing, vomit-streaked slime; and so I could go on, my thoughts, writing much, trying to find the core, the meaning for myself.

What if I fall?', Tim cried. Maerlyn laughed. 'Sooner or later, we all do.