There is what we desire to do, and what we are able to do. When those two things don’t coincide, which path should we pursue to find happiness?

It took something massive to shatter a Mimic endo-skeleton in one hit. That it could kill me in the process was beside the point.

She didn't shed a tear. Angels don't cry.

The armored infantry was Santa Claus, the battle was out Christmas. What else for the elves to do on Christmas Eve but to let their hair down and drink a a little eggnog.

From my perspective I believe that most Christians do not dread judgment day because it is the end, but because they will no longer be able to embrace the façade of a sinless mirrored reflection.

Everyone starts a film thinking that it would be a big hit. But sometimes it goes haywire.

No nation is ever taller than when on its knees.

Death has been here and where death has been no light shall ever be .

I didn't expect to enter into tabloid trivia or anything like that. So I suspect my perspective and a lot of my ideas changed fairly drastically. It was also rather confusing.

Not being able to address the attribution of change in the early 20th century to my mind precludes any highly confident attribution of change in the late 20th century.

I feel like I have at least begun to make a contribution, but my most significant concern has to do with whether my actual art will be preserved for future generations or be erased.

With a chemical alarm, you're going to build one that is oversensitive because you would rather the alarm go off and give you a false alarm than to err on the other side

Listening to critics is like letting Muhammad Ali decide which astronaut goes to the moon.