I really am a very research-oriented writer.

Kids aint supposed to be grateful! They're supposed to eat your food, break your heart.

It's hard asking someone with a broken heart to fall in love again.

I've had a lifelong obsession with urban legends and American folklore.

Television showrunners are a foolishly optimistic bunch.

Beyond all our Blackberries and iPhones, we're dangerously separated from our food and water supplies.

We are definitely living in the butterfly effect theory, where any change that is made in the past is going to have a very logical cause-and-effect ramification of the present.

I've always said at the beginning of every single season of the show when I was running the show in the writers' room, "This is the last season, so let's smoke 'em if we've got 'em."

When I am kicking around show ideas, or really any idea, usually an image comes to me. I don't really start with a character or a logline like, "What if the electricity turned off?"

Your half-caff double vanilla latte is getting cold over here, Francis.

People simply don't make eye contact anymore.

You can recognize a small truth because its opposite is a falsehood. The opposite of a great truth is another truth.

Anyone can find the bad in any situation but it takes love to see the good in all things.

Your life is a divine self.

When we think of digitally disconnecting and inviting presence into our lives, we are creating the conditions of integration within and between.

Adoration is made out of a solitary soul occupying two bodies.

My parents love each other. They work through their problems.

So you find yourself surrounded by death and horror in the world, and you escape it into lust. But lust has no duration; it leaves you again in the desert.

As soon as there is language, generality has entered the scene.

People asked me what I want as an epitaph: 'He tried'

When you ask a person to jump, his attention is mostly directed toward the act of jumping and the mask falls so that the real person appears.