Every time something bad happens, like we lose a day because of weather or an actor gets injured or anything else happens, the schedule has to change. It's the most challenging Tetris puzzle.

Fiction novels, that's my game.

I like having my own story remain my story.

I was like a well trained pianist who knows which note to hit, but can't make the music his own.

She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. He mouth was cold, her lips rough from the winter wind, and if the mystics are right and we are doomed to repeat our squalid lives ad infinitum, at least I will always return to that kiss

Truth might be stranger than fiction, but it needs a better editor.

I've never flown a kite.