Kids aint supposed to be grateful! They're supposed to eat your food, break your heart.

It's hard asking someone with a broken heart to fall in love again.

I've had a lifelong obsession with urban legends and American folklore.

Television showrunners are a foolishly optimistic bunch.

Beyond all our Blackberries and iPhones, we're dangerously separated from our food and water supplies.

We are definitely living in the butterfly effect theory, where any change that is made in the past is going to have a very logical cause-and-effect ramification of the present.

I've always said at the beginning of every single season of the show when I was running the show in the writers' room, "This is the last season, so let's smoke 'em if we've got 'em."

When I am kicking around show ideas, or really any idea, usually an image comes to me. I don't really start with a character or a logline like, "What if the electricity turned off?"

Your half-caff double vanilla latte is getting cold over here, Francis.

People simply don't make eye contact anymore.

I like to find ideas where the research is going to be fun.

Spring is painted in daffodil yellows, robin egg blues, new grass green and the brightness of hope for a better life.

Knowledge is a sacred gem that must be conquered, wielded and empowered. To access such gnosis is not a right, but a privilege of the evolved.

Don't waste time on what's not important. Don't get sucked into the drama. Get on with it: don't dwell on the past. Be a big person be generous of spirit be the person you'd admire.

Grace was one of those types who never changed but only aged and had no apparent expectations or ambitions other than the wish that her life should remain the same.

I have worries and fears just like everybody else. But I have every reason to wake up each morning and be very happy.

Organized religions by their very natures are misleading.

When you open your heart with a quiet mind love rushes in.

If you've got a guitar and a lot of soul, just bang something out and mean it. You're the superstar.

Scarcely any law of our Redeemer is more openly transgressed, or more industriously evaded, than that by which he commands his followers to forgive injuries. Samuel

It annoys me how pretty my voice is...that sounds incredibly immodest, but it annoys me how polite it can sound when perhaps what I'm singing is deeply acidic.