If no one knows you, then you are no one.

There is your car and the open road, the fabled lure of random adventure. You stand at the verge, and you could become anything.

A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.

The happiest I have ever been is in the life that I led with my wife and kids.

I knew I wanted to play around with genre-esque imagery, and the identity theft stuff came in the middle, when I was figuring out how the characters were connected to those images.

I think we're always in some ways writing to the teachers who gave us early love.

Maybe love, like suffering, is relative.

Identity issues are hardwired into the way I think about character - it's almost as if I can't get away from them even if I want to.

I've never been able to sleep very much, even when I was a kid. I used to hate being forced to lay in bed in the darkness, and just shifting in bed and staring at the shadows.

I like to sleep about four or five really solid hours at night, and then sometimes take a nap in the afternoon or early evening after dinner. I love naps.

Even when our death is imminent, we carry the image of ourselves moving forward, alive, into the future.

I miss more loving someone so deeply that I can't imagine a forever without her kisses.

I said that I was gonna smash him in three rounds, and that's what I did.

With practice and focus, you can extend yourself far more than you ever believed possible.

Horror alone brings peace of mind.

I am easily influenced. Compared with me a weather vane is Gibraltar.

True education is a kind of never-ending story . . .

If you want to really understand about a tumor, you've got be be a tumor.

You can't be too influenced by a great poet. You simply have to live through it.

Death shows up to remind us to live more fully.

I mumble hocus-pocus and the next thing you know, I’m a cat. (Ravyn) I suppose it’s a step up. The last guy I had in my house could only turn into a beer-drinking pig. (Susan)