For the most profound experiences in our lives and in the world words are worth nothing. Can you describe love Or death Can you describe what it really feels like the first time you see your child Or the first time your heart gets broken You can try...but it won't come close to describing what it really was or what it really felt like.

Sometimes skulls are thick. Sometimes hearts are vacant. Sometimes words don't work.

I just think it's a great world to tell stories in, to tell cool stories: money, sex, fame, and scandal. Those are great subject matters to work with.

The promise of eternal life makes people forsake the life they're given.

Are we biology or God or something higher? I know my heart beats and I listen to it. The beat is biology, but what is the song?

To say that you can't see echoes of the past in what I do would be absurd. Everything that has preceded me has affected me.

I've always wondered what it would be like if the Messiah, or Christ Returned, were actually alive and living in our society; who would that person be, how we would identify them, how would they live and what would they believe in, how would society react to them? I decided to try and tell my idea of that story.