I think my gift expressed itself in every way possible. When I was a little child, my mother said I used to draw on the walls.

I grew up as a kid being able to attend concerts, go to art museums. Santa Barbara was a rich cultural community, and I had access to everything. I think that shaped me as an artist.

Sometimes the steepest, most challenging and most rewarding paths in life are not meant to be walked, but crawled.

Driving a Porsche in London is like bringing a Ming vase to a football game.

The outflow that comes from giving of oneself opens the door to spiritual unfoldment while the attitude of taking locks it.

My thing is when we're doing a movie or TV show, I just want to go in and look at it and go, "That was great."

I remember us coming to Denver when Hank was coach and we were up by four touchdowns just before halftime when Hank decided to go for an onside kick.

I kind of do the drawing with the painting in mind, but it's very hard to guess at a size or a color and all the colors around it and what it will really look like.

Late, by myself, in the boat of myself, no light and no land anywhere, cloudcover thick. I try to stay just above the surface, yet I'm already under and living within the ocean.

Life Among the Savages is a disrespectful memoir of my children.

I'm still in love with what I do, with the idea of making things up, so hours when I write always feel like very blessed hours to me.

There's a sense in all my novels that nothing is certain.