I still think about the writers I loved when I was a kid.

There is your car and the open road, the fabled lure of random adventure. You stand at the verge, and you could become anything.

A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.

The happiest I have ever been is in the life that I led with my wife and kids.

I knew I wanted to play around with genre-esque imagery, and the identity theft stuff came in the middle, when I was figuring out how the characters were connected to those images.

I think we're always in some ways writing to the teachers who gave us early love.

Maybe love, like suffering, is relative.

Identity issues are hardwired into the way I think about character - it's almost as if I can't get away from them even if I want to.

I've never been able to sleep very much, even when I was a kid. I used to hate being forced to lay in bed in the darkness, and just shifting in bed and staring at the shadows.

I like to sleep about four or five really solid hours at night, and then sometimes take a nap in the afternoon or early evening after dinner. I love naps.

Even when our death is imminent, we carry the image of ourselves moving forward, alive, into the future.

Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

Being innovative is to allow yourself to expose your mind to something great that has potential to change lives and the world positively and you take action on it.

When the self is not engaged in apprehending objects it becomes aware of itself.

We have soul contracts with every person in our lives to live in the vibration of truth.

A man nearly always loves for other reasons than he thinks. A lover is apt to be as full of secrets from himself as is the object of his love from him.

One thing for sure - a sheep is not a creature of the air.

I can't eat before I go onstage because I've learnt that burping on stage isn't a good thing. It's all about acid reflux.

How do wars start? Diplomats tell lies to journalists, then believe what they read.

I have reached here by selling tea.

I got these questions always running through my head. So many things that I would like to understand.