In college, my friend Melanie and I used to have weekly Jimmy Stewart viewings, and 'Harvey' seemed to make its way into the rotation an inordinate amount of times.

I don't have the confidence to pull off a moustache.

My only foray into anything stock-market-related was in my eighth grade social studies class. I have steered clear ever since.

I'm a bit of a nerd, and my extracurricular activity is nerd games.

I can juggle, not well... I can balance a broom on my chin. I can do very simple carny tricks, a little sleight of hand with cards and coins.

I'm a Joseph Abboud fan. I'm a Hugo Boss fan. I'm a Brooks Brothers fan. As far as suits go, those are my go-tos.

Gaming has been a great way to get to know people. That's part of what I love about games, that they are social.

The amount of times my wife has rolled her eyes at board games is impossible to count.

I abhor 'baby talk.' I speak to kids like I would any other person, and they seem to respond to it.

I would like to ban people being allowed to text while in a crosswalk.

The 12 years that I was improvising are why I got the number of commercials I got when I was in New York and why I got The Devil Wears Prada, and its why I even got in the door for Mad Men.

We mourn the future because it's easier than admitting that we're miserable in the present.

The churches should be responsible for the faulty value system we now see in our society.

A meeting moves at the pace of the slowest mind in the room.

Art - my slats! Guts! Guts! Life! Life! I can paint with a shoe-string dipped in pitch and lard.

Id rather be with Dracula than the Wolfman.

It is better to be tied to any thorny bush than to be with a cross man.

What's exciting about using our mind is that we can short circuit all the excuses thrown up by our fears.

You have to be responsible for yourself, refer to yourself, develop yourself, help others, whatever it may be. So we shouldn't have an idea that the whole thing is to shatter ones ego.

You ever go to a restaurant and watch how many families and couples actually talk? No one talks anymore, everybody is in their cellphone, its a distraction.

He moves his thumb in a slow circle over the back of my hand. It is meant to comfort me, but it frustrates me instead. I need to talk to him. I need to look at him.