I've got such a disgusting, wide, smug grin on my face all the time that my friends just want to slap me. I've never been so happy.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I get accused of having a haughty smugness. I have a lopsided mouth. I can't help it. I was born with it. It looks as if I am smirking. I have had my publicist tell me, 'Don't do that smile on the red carpet.' I'm, like, 'That's my smile.'
I'm not this callous clown walking around laughing at life all the time. I've had some serious, serious problems in my life. But I've come out with a smile.
I always want to know what's wrong with you, why you ain't smiling. That's just my character; I just love people and want to see people having a good time.
People have been able to see that as cheeky and as flirty as I am, I am not the dreadful slapper that the press used to portray me as. But it will probably all turn around and people will hate me again in a couple of years.
I never get tired of smiling. I'm just the kind of guy who likes to smile.
I'm not very happy. I'm frustrated with human beings. I'm the guy who just wants to smack people in the face and say, 'Wake up!'
I don't smile much, and I never laugh. If you'd been through what I've been through, you wouldn't be smiling, either.
I know that. I'm having a ball. I'm not slap happy. I'm just filled up with joy and with peace and with all kinds of things that have eluded me for quite a few years. And they're back and they're thriving.
I am a smiling depressive.
I'm never entirely happy. That's just part of my personality, and I just have to accept that.
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