There's something about a humid, dusky evening that's kind of sexy.

Yeah, I spent my teen years in West Virginia, and when I was a kid, in Louisiana. I definitely have that exposure to two different sorts of rural: the South and Appalachia.

I was good at math, math was my thing - but I was not nearly good enough to be an astrophysicist. I was way outta my league. I realized this very quickly.

In high school, I played in a Rush cover band.

One of the most important things is just to be kind to other people. That is absolutely really important to us, and important to me. That's something that you need to help your kids with, for sure.

I'm horrible at remembering names, embarrassingly bad.

Obviously, guns are a way to protect yourself.

Peter Dinklage is one of my oldest friends from New York!

When I was in high school, I was really into string theory and superstring theory and read 'Scientific American.' It's fascinating.

Being a father is just wonderful.

I'm used to getting reviews. I try not to read much because you'll always focus on the bad ones and not remember the good ones, so it can be a negative thing for a performer.

Every New Yorker thinks they’re automatically better than everyone else in every other city on the planet: even their unnems were a better class of beggars.

Writing is simply another means for truth to escape, besides crawling out the hole it’s eaten in the author’s belly.

Sometimes Death lurks after them for days, weeks, or even months, waiting for their time... Sometimes it doesn’t, and I’ve often raced that omnipresent Reaper to one portion of its work.

The difference between a man and a woman is whether to ask for directions.

LOGAN: ...Izzy could do whatever the hell she wanted. All she needed to do was not give a sh*t about fitting in.

A good way I know to find happiness, is to not bore a hole to fit the plug.

Hope of consciousness is strength. Hope of feelings is slavery. Hope of body is disease.

Some of my most neurotically fierce bitterness is the result of realizing how untrue people have become.

Be harsh with yourself at times.

Drying up in conversation You will be the one who cannot talk All your insides fall to pieces You just sit there wishing you could still make love.