Our mind has a mind of its own.

Once you realize that your relationship is more important than your individual point of view. That’s where the true definition of “union” lives.

What if the longer we don’t deal with the memories we are haunted by, the more these memories, like long-ignored cavities, become not only painfully sensitive, but require root canal?

Our foibles, issues, lies, and idiosyncrasies are not the problem, I swear. Our hiding them is. It’s what leaves us not trusting each other and not developing ourselves to become trustworthy.

Look. The world is full of liars, and it’s time someone admitted it, shed a light on it, and lightened up about it.

Inside each of us is our ideal life: our true north.

I think comedy as an art involves the audience as a participant as much as is involves the artist.

Parenthood is a walk in the park...A park full of scorpions that you can't leave without jumping through fiery hoop on a pogo stick.

Write to Say something, Say to Make something, Make to Be something.

Strange, how in all those apocalyptic movies, when their society breaks down into lawlessness and anarchy, Canada is always the haven of safety, the place people want to escape to.

As long as we acknowledge them, there's nothing to fear.

I merely took the energy it takes to pout and wrote some blues.

Spring is a virgin Summer a mother Autumn a widow and Winter a stepmother.

I didn't see a ton of movies growing up.

I don't see how a person can be sensuous - unless they're just, you know, following some kind of script - without being vulnerable.

I like to read to my kids before bed. With my first two sons we went through every Wizard Of Oz book, every original, Frank Baum Oz book.