Steve Martin Quotes

I watch actors destroy themselves by trying to get it right.

I think the main thing I remembered throughout all of filming it was just that she just was extremely self-destructive. I think everybody can relate to that a little bit. She doesn't like herself.

I don't think you're human unless you go through some [self-destructi on].

I know a man who gave up smoking, drinking, sex, and rich food. He was healthy right up to the day he killed himself.

I have this system. I torture my husband and everyone around me with my nerves and anxiety. Then, when I get on stage, the fear is gone. I've exhausted myself. It just dissipates.

If I were sufficiently romantic I suppose I'd have killed myself long ago just to make people talk about me. I haven't even got the conviction to make a successful drunkard.

No one consciously wants to destroy themselves. It always comes in a disguise. But then you have to deal with it some way.

I voluntarily inflicted a certain level of insanity on myself.

No one wants to spend too long inside their own darkness.

I am very proud of what 'Johnny' achieved in stand-up comedy because he believed entirely in giving an audience the best kick he could. But he was someone who was quite detrimental to my health, both emotionally and physically.

If you don't find some way to discuss what's going on inside you, it can come out in other ways that are self-destructive.

The last three films I've done are about self-immolation.

I don't need drugs to make my life tragic.

I admire people who destroy themselves.

Everybody that writes has their own area of inquiry. And mine has always been kind of, why is it that when life can be so hard and difficult, we compound it by self-sabotage, doing terrible things? That's always been my main area of inquiry, and it does lead you to dark places.

From January to December of 2019, I crumbled, to be real, and I think by the end of 2019 I had beaten myself up in every possible way to the point where I wasn't even a person. I was fully at rock bottom.

Actually, it was only part of myself I wanted to kill: the part that wanted to kill herself, that dragged me into the suicide debate and made every window, kitchen implement, and subway station a rehearsal for tragedy.

Doubt, not self-reflection, comes from a destructive energy, and when it rears its head, I talk to it like a lunatic.

Self-destructive patterns cause as much suffering as outer catastrophes.

I can't get my wrists to bleed, just don't know why suicide appeals to me.

This violent rage that turned inward cannot be helped by drink.

When the beginnings of self destruction enter the heart, it seems no bigger than a grain of sand.

Given my heritage and the ordeal of my childhood, I sometimes wonder why I myself am not insane. Maybe I am.

There's also a part of me that's self-destructive, and another part that's a hero who's going to stand up for a principle.

What they don't know is that I went over the edge years ago, and lived to tell the tale.