I'm a Buddhist, so one of my biggest beliefs is, 'Everything changes, don't take it personally.'

I'm at the point in my life where I don't want to work as hard. Actually, I've had to take a good hard look at workaholism and it's effect on one's mental health.

It's easy to look at the vampires as a metaphor for any feared or misunderstood group. It's also easy to look at them as a metaphor for a shadow organization that says one thing and has a completely different agenda on their mind, and anybody who gets in their way, they just get rid of them. Does that sound familiar?

I think the world is a place for oddballs and freaks. I'm only interested in oddballs and freaks as characters.

I guess in America we're so sold on this ideal of the perfect, well-adjusted family that is able to confront any conflict and, with true love and understanding, work things through. I'm sure they do exist, but I never knew any of them.

When I go home, the last thing I want to do is read about the popular lore of vampires.

Obviously death is a theme I'm fascinated by.