I'm really a cool, mellow guy. I'm not as crazy as everybody thinks.

I did the marching band all throughout junior high and high school. Music was one of my favorite things in school.

I am such a gearhead. In my recording studio, I personally engineer and edit everything on computers.

Lose the chrome-plated sissy pistol and get yourself a Glock.

I always told my children when they whined... Only the boring are bored.

Kindness and politeness are not overrated at all. They're underused.

What I want from each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in that area.

Nikki lives around the corner from me and I see him all the time. We talk a lot, and of course we're still friends. That was our baby, Motley Crue, we put that band together.

All my life I've had the privilege to make my living with my imagination, and the most important thing has been to see my creative life grow. I was educated to do that and have lived accordingly.

No director wants to be directed, but no good director... would shy away from the good ideas of others.

Characters with no integrity are just as interesting as characters with lots of integrity.

Durability is one of the chief elements of strength. Nothing is either loved or feared but that which is likely to endure.

Slowly but surely, we are acquiring that famous culture of democracy, which is our objective.

The game is my wife. It demands loyalty and responsibility, and it gives me back fulfillment and peace.

I had two thoughts about it. One was I could do that, and the next one was I'll never get to do that.

I'm Galladon, from the sovereign realm of Duladel. I'm most recently from Elantris, land of sludge, insanity, and eternal perdition. Nice to meet you.

young or old, good or bad, I don't think anything dies as slow and as hard as a writer.

You never realized how thick your fog was until it lifted.

Stop viewing China like it's the Cold War. Start viewing them as a modern member of the industrialized world.

I stared at him, unable to believe this was happening. That he could just disappear, along with everything rich and strange he’d brought into my life. Vanished, like magic.

The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued.