Some people tell me that they like what I do, which is great, of course. The perfect irony and truth is that I need them much more than they need me.

I don't hate the government. I don't think the Second Amendment is being infringed upon.

Whether I will be remembered at all, I really don't get to choose, unless I shoot someone famous. It's not really anything I have much control over.

When I die, the world dies with me. I'd really like to leave it better than how I found it and I'm doing what I can to effect that.

If I'm jetlagging, and I've missed some meals, and it gets to that point in a movie that you're supposed to cry, I'll let my defences down from around my inherent standing level of cynicism, and I'll cry.

My desires are foolish. The things I want are better kept to myself. The hand of silence is steady. The hard blade of silence is clean like night. The code is absolute. Silence is eternal and patient. Silence never makes a fool of itself like I have so many times.

I believe that one defines oneself by reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. To cut yourself out of stone.