My father works for Xerox and fixes those gigantic copy machines that are about 10 feet wide.

I may not have gone to high school every day, but I spent whole a lot of my adolescence feeling vulnerable and confused and alone... just like everybody else.

Since I was 15 I've felt kinda like... an old man.

Michael Cera was born in Canada in 1988 at the tender age of zero.

If someone wants to be a part of your life, they’ll be there. So don’t bother saving a spot for someone who won’t make an effort to stay.

It's so easy to get caught up in your own self-doubt when you're writing. It can be so easy to tell yourself, "Who am I kidding?"

Most of the 16-year-olds I know are snotty brats that I wish I didn't know.

I worry more about something that isn't working rather than something that feels really good. You forget about the good stuff.

I could not work for a long time. I don't spend very much money. Basically I spend money on food and DVDs.

I'm not stereotypically Canadian. I don't really follow hockey. I don't feel like anything other than myself, basically.

I like to write. I like to do that when I'm not working so I don't go totally crazy, and so I feel like I'm still doing something constructive.

People lie to adapt...

In my youth, it was my good luck to have a few good teachers, men and women, who came into my head and lit a match.

Old timidity has disappeared, and is replaced by silent, quaint fun, with which his face twinkles all over, as he listens.

guys have feelings too. But like...who cares? -Inspirational poster

There is a wrong way of staying in the world and a wrong way of fleeing from it. In both cases we are fashioning ourselves according to the world.

Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.

George W. Bush has done a magnificent job.

Think 'free speech,' not 'free beer.'

It's kind of like when you get married, you kinda go into it wanting to remember everything. And once it's done, you can't remember a single thing.

Ministers and merchants love nobody.