If we don't keep people engaged, we're not going to move you. And if we move you, we've done something useful. That's what anybody who writes genre knows.

Let there be a wide breadth of possible ways to create.

Anything you make has its own wavelength and its own sound. It's like a tuning fork, until the things that resonate are correct for it.

As you always discover when you make something, typically if your object isn't frivolous, people's relationship to it isn't frivolous.

I think people underestimate the value of collaboration, especially for writers.

I have now become so infatuated with television. I think television has become elegant.

Love scenes are the hardest things in the world and if you enjoy them, that's wonderful, because nobody making them sits there and goes, 'Let's do that again tomorrow.'

Sometimes you see auteur TV shows and movies, and those are great.

The idea of starting with that Kanye [West] song is declarative. It says, "This is the kind of story we're telling."

What happens is that the experience of writers working together and the idea of creative collaboration is so delightful, but it has been relegated to TV.

Consequences lost all purchase when they became mad. And desperation, when pressed beyond anguish, became narcotic.

You cannot climb the ladder of success dressed in the costume of failure.

I always go to my mom's house for Christmas.

There's gonna be a lot of great songs, but there ain't going to be another 'Trap Queen.'

It's just a goatee. That sounds kind of weird. A soul patch? I don't know how 'soul' it is.

As long as we separate this oneness into two we won't achieve realization.

We are formed by what we desire

The sinner sins against himself; the wrongdoer wrongs himself, becoming the worse by his own action.

Behind the honeyed but patently absurd pleas for equality is a ruthless drive for placing themselves (the elites) at the top of a new hierarchy of power.

I like the fact that people come together who have shared values, but I don't believe that a man died 2,000 years ago and was crucified on a cross to save me from my original sin.