I ran track in high school. I was a fragile young man, personally and physically. I tried football. That didn't work out; I broke my collarbone. But I always loved running.

Stereotypes happen. I try not to embrace them or avoid them.

I'm a non-confrontational person. If I order salmon and I get chicken, I'm going to eat the chicken.

I'm not gonna be able to grow a beard. I've realized my limitations as a human.

Yoga helps me be a stronger runner. I can lose track of my form, and yoga reminds me how important it is.

My job is to focus on bringing characters to life in an honest and personal way.

I've always been very aware of my own humanity. The limits of my humanity.

Thankfully, I was able to go to Marquette University and get my education, a Catholic education, so I could please my family, because I think they wanted me to be a priest.

My mom put me in dance classes when I was 5 years old.

When I run in the morning, my body spends the first 20 minutes trying to figure out what's happening to it.

When I run barefoot, I put my shoes on my hands. Running around with shoe-hands looks a little weird.

True joy comes from knowing Christ personally and from depending on His strength rather than your own.

In the jungle of ideas, it is hard to find the true direction! The paths of the wrong ideas often seem to be very alluring!

I have seen the truth. It is not as though I had invented it in my mind. I have seen it, SEEN IT and the living image of it has filled my soul forever.

There's been a thoughtfulness to everything I do. Even the stupidest things I do have some kind of point.

Everyone loathes his own country and countrymen if he is any sort of artist.

If I don't see a music video to it while writing it, I just scrap it immediately. It's very visual.

Around your skin, I tie and untie mine.

There is ever a slight suspicion of the burlesque about earnest good men.

I'm really nervous, because it's actually happening. You forget after a while when you start talking about something that it's actually going to happen.

They tried to get me-I got them first! (suicide note)