I would tell them that when you look at a person, you never know what the're hiding.

Once, I asked my mom why stars shine. She said they were night-lights, so the angels could find their way around in Heaven. But when I asked my dad, he started talking about gas, and somehow I put it all together and figured that the food God served caused multiple trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

There are certain things I do not talk about.

Any time you put on the mouthpiece of somebody that you're not, there's a professional responsibility to get it right. I did a great deal of research in both of those arenas.

When I was little I bragged about my firefighting father: my father would go to heaven, because if he went to hell he would put out all the fires.

You have everything. A family, a great job, a lot of people who look up to you. You've got a place to go home to. So go.

A photo says, you were happy, and I wanted to catch that. A photo says, you were so important to me that I put down everything else to come watch.