I was on Prozac for a long time. It may have helped me out of a jam for a little bit, but people stay on it forever.

I'm the first to admit this whole salary thing is getting out of control. In the final analysis, it's still about the work.

Our eyes are not viewers, they're also projectors that are running a second story over the picture that we see in front of us all the time. Fear is writing that script, and the working title is 'I'll never be enough'

Not hope, but Faith. I don't believe in hope. Hope is a beggar.

The purpose of my life had always been to free people from concern, like my dad... How will you serve the world? What do they need that your talent can provide? That’s all you have to figure out... The effect you have on others is the most valuable currency there is. Everything you gain in life will rot and fall apart, and all that will be left of you is what was in your heart.

We had problems like all families but we had a lot of love. I was extremely loved. We always felt we had each other.

Maybe there is no actual place called hell. Maybe hell is just having to listen to our grandparents breathe through their noses when they're eating sandwiches.