You know my feelings: every day is a gift. It's just, does it have to be socks?

I find I have to be the sad clown: laughing on the outside, crying on the inside.

I'm an actor... I do a job and I go home. Why are you interested in me? You don't ask a truck driver about his job.

People don't know and they shouldn't know that you work incredibly hard as an actor.

I love hearing people laugh.

I like idiotic comedies.

Standing in public in other people's clothes, pretending to be someone else. It's a strange way for a grown man to make a living.

Good writing will bring you to places you don't even expect sometimes.

I don't think I will do a Mafia character again. I want to get away from the violence a little bit, because it is starting to bother me personally.

For once I'm not the guy losing my temper all the time.

It is a dark, dark world. If you're going to be in a dark world, I can't think of any better one to be in. I still think I'm very lucky to be in it.

Man stands on the brink of hell. The forces building up in our world are so overwhelming that man everywhere is beginning to cry out in desperation: “What must I do to be saved?

I'm the scratchy stuff on the side of the matchbox. But that's fine with me. I don't mind at all. Better to be a first-class matchbox than a second-class match.

A kiss is one of the few futuristic events that comes to my present everyday..

Any fool can tell the truth, but it requires a man of some sense to know how to lie well.

I guess chemistry always changes when you play with someone else.

She took a deep breath, "Last chance. Are you in need of rescuing?" His expression turned very strange, almost as if she'd struck him, "yes," he said finally. -Tana and Gavriel-page 33- chapter 5

Everything that is most mine belongs to everyone now.

I think that the joke and the ghost story both have a similar set up in that you kind of set something up and pay it off with a laugh or a scare.

Well, Keith Alexander, the former director of the NSA wants to say every company in the United States falls under one of two categories, those that have been hacked and those that don't yet know it.

Contemporary societies have lost the sense of the feast but have kept the obscure drive for it.