There is your car and the open road, the fabled lure of random adventure. You stand at the verge, and you could become anything.

A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.

The happiest I have ever been is in the life that I led with my wife and kids.

I knew I wanted to play around with genre-esque imagery, and the identity theft stuff came in the middle, when I was figuring out how the characters were connected to those images.

I think we're always in some ways writing to the teachers who gave us early love.

Maybe love, like suffering, is relative.

Identity issues are hardwired into the way I think about character - it's almost as if I can't get away from them even if I want to.

I've never been able to sleep very much, even when I was a kid. I used to hate being forced to lay in bed in the darkness, and just shifting in bed and staring at the shadows.

I like to sleep about four or five really solid hours at night, and then sometimes take a nap in the afternoon or early evening after dinner. I love naps.

Even when our death is imminent, we carry the image of ourselves moving forward, alive, into the future.

It had occurred to him that if the undead don't realize that they are dead, he might easily be one of them himself.

A friend once told me "Michael, if you were a villain, you'd be the Joker, " to which I replied, "no, dear friend - if the Joker were a villain, he'd be ME.

Sorrow comes in great waves...but rolls over us, and though it may almost smother us, it leaves us. And we know that if it is strong, we are stronger, inasmuch as it passes and we remain.

I had differences of opinion with President Obama and most well-known, of course, is Iran.

My house is covered in solar panels, I'm a great believer in all this - we all should be doing this.

Too many American authors have a servile streak where their backbone should be. Where's our latest Nobel laureate? More than likely you'll find him in the Rose Garden kissing the First Lady's foot.

When the master has come to do everything through the slave, the slave becomes his master, since he cannot live without him.

Not that the story need be long, but it will take a long while to make it short.

If national pride is ever justifiable or excusable it is when it springs, not from power or riches, grandeur or glory, but from conviction of national innocence, information and benevolence.

Our educational results lag behind other states, and other nations, but worse still, behind the potential of the kids and the devoted teachers in our classrooms.

It gives me a sense of tunnel vision.