Grief, I swear to God, doesn't live in the heart. It lives in the senses. And sometimes, all I want to do is cut off my nose so I can't smell her, hack my fingers off at the joint.

There's something ugly about the flawless.

Narrative becomes the way you make sense of chaos. That's how you focus the world. It's the only reason you should ever try this writing job.

In Greek tragedy, they fall from great heights. In noir, they fall from the curb.

Happiness comes in moments, & then it's gone until the next time. Could be years. But sadness settles it.

It's hard to close the door on optimistic expectations when you love someone.

There are so many more important things to worry about than how you're perceived by strangers.

The foundation of your life is luck. Hard work and talent make up the difference.

There are threads in our lives. You pull one, and everything else gets affected.

Chuck said, “Hey. How many surrealists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?” Cawley looked over at him. “I’ll bite. How many?” “Fish,” Chuck said and let loose a bright bark of a laugh.

What molds us is what maims us.

I'd like to be remembered by two simple words: any two words, as long as they're simple.

Longing is like a seed that wrestles in the ground

God buries His workmen, but not His work.

Human was the music, natural was the static.

Each play I write has its own unique origin story.

The fact that music can induce Goosebumps draw a tear inspire and connect is one of my favorite parts of being human

A Warrior of the Light cannot always choose his battlefield.

I write about whatever is timely - whatever is happening at the time for me - with what the expressive feeling is.

And I really do think that the difficulty of research makes it more real to you than punching a thing to find out how many men were killed at this particular action.