People love talking, and I have never been a huge talker. I carry on an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips.

I ached once, hard, like a period typed at the end of a sentence.

He was one of those guys who'd pronounce I'm a hugger as he came at you, neglecting to ask if the feeling was mutual.

To spend a life in dreams, that sounded too lovely.

And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don't have genuine souls.

I like the discipline of writing a script. You can't go into the character's head - you have to find these creative ways to help externalize what they're thinking.

My mother had always told her kids: if you're about to do something, and you want to know if it's a bad idea, imagine seeing it printed in the paper for all the world to see.