It's very easy to fall in love with every character you play.

You can't afford to make the shark look good so you do most of it with ominous music and a fin.

He calls me desperate (on my tombstone)I hope poetic license will allow: HUNGRY

Percy threw his arms around her. They kissed, and for a moment nothing else mattered. An asteroid could have hit the planet and wiped out all life, and Annabeth wouldn't have cared.

My feeling is, having lived in different classes, that people want equality of opportunity... that's the thing that makes me despair: the idea that people aren't given equality of opportunity.

I think I jump around more when I'm alone.

[T]he departing world leaves behind... not an heir, but a pregnant widow.

My take is that the kind of complexity which says we can always generate complexity from simple interactions following for example rules.

We are governed not by armies, but by ideas.

I think that we need to make it our goal to define freedom for ourselves.

That's the duty of the old, to be anxious on behalf of the young. And the duty of the young is to scorn the anxiety of the old.

When everything is in abundance, dispassion happens. And when dispassion is there, everything comes in abundance.