Oh, it's called, em...' Kate thinks, 'I can't remember what it's called.''You're the same as me, ' Dad says to her. 'You've got CRAFT too.''What's that?''Can't. Remember. A. Fuc-

oh well, is it hurting anyone? Because if its not and you’ve been given it, I’d as soon stop calling it a thing and start referring to it as a gift.

Perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be.

I swear to you, by my own stunning good looks and towering ego, that I am not lying to you.

My existence is young like the blossoming leaves. I have experienced nothing yet.

The truth for a man, it's what makes him a man.

I think that sharpens the intention of a scene and clarifies a story's arc. Of course, I don't seek the questions until after I've written a scene - or maybe after I've daydreamed it.

I was exposed to violence while I was still in the womb - my father punched my mother in the stomach while she was pregnant with me.

A word of advice. If, as a young man, student, you are tormented by a desire for women, it is best to get out into the fresh air as much as possible.

Never mind what a man says; watch what he does.

As soon as she hit the door we start blastin', I saw her brains hit the floor, raw laughin'.

The Lion King always makes me cry, especially when Simba's father gets trampled.