This is what loss was, what death was: an escape into the luminous wave-forms, into the ineffable speed of the light-years and the parsecs, the eternally receding distances of the cosmos.

Our lives, our stories, flowed into one another's, were no longer our own, individual, discrete.

I planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control it.

You can only fail to pick the Castellan's pocket once

I do like dating cynics - they tend to be incredibly funny.

I'm just writing love songs. I'm not trying to be pop. I'm not trying to be jazz. I'm not trying to be anything. I'm just writing love songs. And everyone loves a love song.

The only reason I would call the police is if someone is getting aggressed in the street and I'm behind a window.

I don't mind being criticized intelligently; although I don't love it.

Do what you love and you'll always love what you do. I've found that that's true most of the time.

Do not be afraid to skip equations (I do this frequently myself).

That's why I like old monster movie actors, because they transform into different characters or creatures.