A million words were going through my head and honestly I didn't say one of them. I wanted to let it sit, simmer, you know I wanted to soak it all in - the moment was amazing.

If my life were a song the title would be 'The Comeback Kid.'

But really it was just, it was perfect. You know, I actually got that feeling like you know what, maybe this is why I'm alive, you know - maybe this is why I'm here on this on earth.

My favorite type of music to sing would be between R and B and opera.

For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?

There is love, and there is work; and we have only one heart.

A 3K word story might well be done in some caffeine-and-nicotine-fuelled 36 hour session, and at the end of it, there'll be a few passes of editing required, but I basically have a polished draft.

Be yourself, let you come through.

Lord knows, I never want to waste any more of my time in mirrors.

The time is at hand when you will have forgotten everything; and the time is at hand when all will have forgotten you. Always reflect that soon you will be no one, and nowhere.

Love is a rainbow curving down from the sky, falling crystals of color, shades of warm that never die.

They stayed away in droves.

Design is thinking made visual.

But really death seems the least awful thing that can happen to someone