Bigots are actually funny to me in the way that people who still wear parachute pants give me a chuckle.

As a writer, as a storyteller, you have to have your emotions close, and the older I've gotten, the less I've worried about not displaying emotions.

I don't know when I made that active decision to be a writer or to try to write, but I know I always liked storytelling.

When it comes to fighting for freedom, those who are willing to fight should not be limited by our bigotry. Only rewarded with our gratitude.

Facts tend to take the punch out of a good hate rant and are therefore left best unsaid.

For every horrific event, something beautiful happens.

My kids will find me walking around the house talking to myself and think I'm going crazy. I like to read the scripts out loud and really get the rhythm for the dialogue.

There's something very special about knowing what you want to do and knowing the story you want to tell, but finding it together.

With fear of stating the obvious: Freedom belongs to 'We the People,' not 'They the Politicians.'

Whatever you do, whether you're doing a television drama or a romantic comedy, you want to be relevant, to some degree.

I think I'm an overly emotional person. I feel a lot, but I don't believe that's unique to me or that's how I am able to do the things I do.

Be yourself. Don't worry about what other people are thinking of you, because they're probably feeling the same kind of scared, horrible feelings that everyone does.

Can I borrow a cup of your face...?!

Science fiction is not about the freedom of imagination. It's about a free imagination pinched and howling in a vise that other people call real life.

When you lose, there is a whole bunch of room for negativity and I don't feed into this stuff and I do not do any talking. I don't run my mouth.

Music is the voice of all sorrow, all joy. It needs no translation.

Everyone is given one gift, a reason for being, and it's our obligation to do something with it.

To say 'well done'to any bit of good work is to take hold of the powers which have made the effort and strengthen them beyond our knowledge.

The idea of being stuck in a plane with dozens of people chatting over each other on their phones might feel like Dante's 10th circle of hell.

I love my mom. And this time, I told her I loved her. And she told me she loved me, too. And things were okay for a little while.

No battle is ever won ... victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.