O help/ Me, Obi-Wan Kenobi, help. Thou art/ Mine only hope. -Leia Organa

- Be thou not technical with me,/Or else thine input valve may swift receive/a hearty helping of my golden foot.

Trying to write while I'm distracted definitely doesn't work for me. I'm also a compulsive saver of my files, so every writing session ends with me emailing what I've written to myself, just in case.

True it is,/ That these are not the droids for which thou search'st. -Obi-Wan "Ben" Kenobi

I pray thee, sir, forgive me for the mess/And whether I shot first, I'll not confess. - Han Solo

I do think any modern storyteller is influenced by the stories we all grow up with and become familiar with, our shared cultural narratives.

If flurries be the food of quests, snow on.

Mostly, I hope that by having some fun with Shakespeare's style I'll encourage young people who are intimidated by Shakespeare to give him a try.

I do a lot of writing in my capacity as the creative director for a marketing agency. These days, though, I'm trying to write a little bit most evenings just to keep the creative juices flowing.

Indeed, it may most verily be saidThat only death and taxes certain are.

I do believe—that all the world's a star. Beyond that heav'nly light I shall fly far!" Luke (ACT I, Scene 7)

Evil presupposes a moral decision, intention, and some forethought. A moran or a lout, howeverm doesn't stop to think or reason.

Be proud of your people when you don't have to be ashamed of any of its social classes.

I'm single, footloose and fancy free, I have no responsibilities, no anchors. Work, friendship and self-improvement, that's me.

In order to be better, you should expect to be better.

If you imagine that everything is an exchange, then we're supposed to just transact and walk away. If we haven't walked away and we still have a relationship, it's because there's a debt.

I think there's an enormous value to being negative. The world we live in today, negativity is not permitted.

The New York School poets are my godfathers creatively.

For as long as I could push air in and out of my chest, I would remember this moment that could never be measured.

Imagine what could be accomplished if only the human race would shed its humanity.

I loved London. In the 1970s... it was very exciting, really wild.