I'd been in hairier situations than this one. Actually, it's sort of depressing, thinking how many times I'd been in them. But if experience had taught me anything, it was this: No matter how screwed up things are, they can get a whole lot worse.

Laughter, like love, has power to survive the worst things life has to offer. And to do it with style.

He's Gandalf on crack and an IV of Red Bull, with a big leather coat and a .44 revolver in his pocket.

There are bad things in the world. There's no getting away from that. But that doesn't mean nothing can be done about them. You can't abandon life just because it's scary, and just because sometimes you get hurt.

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.

It rained toads the day the White Council came to town.

Now I feel like James Bond. Suave and intelligent, breaking all the codes while looking fabulous.