Maybe the best definition of what a great partnership or great love is when people make each other grow in a better direction than they would have grown on their own.

If you came from the future and you arrived here, what would you be like? Would your immune system be depressed from that travel? Would you be well? Would you be ill? Would you be affected by micro-organisms of the time period and be hiding out in a basement? How would it all work, practically?

I think there is a general unrest or curiosity about what a human future is going to be like, and whether the way we're living is even sustainable.

When I go into a pitch room and I'm pitching something with a writing partner, everybody tends to look at the guy, even if I'm doing a lot of the talking.

When you're reading Chekov, you're in this world that he's created. I never would have created that world. I don't know anything about that time period or that setting or those groups of people or what those experiences were, but oh my gosh, it's amazing to daydream on it and put yourself there.

I always feel like the editing room is like coming into the kitchen. What kind of a meal do you make from there? It can be anything.

A couple of compromises in a row and suddenly you're very far way from the person you thought you were.