Fangs out? Check. Claws sharp? Check. Plan? Plan? What plan? I’m making this up as I go.

Sometimes I hate this place. I mean I really, truly, hate it. It offends my narrow-minded and provincial sensibilities regarding good universe design.

...please don’t throw any more rocks at the barrier keeping the demonic hordes of the void from pouring over the world.

The greatest lesson of life is that you are responsible for your life.

Life is a cluster of Sometimes Moments, more beautiful when more a grouped together.

I really love showing up at work at 10 A.M., trying to make it funny until 3 P.M., and then going home. It's like comedy bankers' hours.

NGOs are dangerous. They do what the missionaries used to do in Colonial times. They are Trojan Horses. The worse the situation, the more the NGOs.

At a wavering instant the swallows gave way to bats By the Ponte Vecchio . . . Changing guard.

On the path of love we don't feel we necessarily have control. In the yoga of love we feel it's only God who does everything. We can't breathe one breath without God.

I ultimately have faith though, that good films will find their audience.

He who says patience, says courage, endurance, strength.

There are no creeds in mathematics.

Be yourself and you will find, who minds doesn't matter and who matters won't mind.