People say I make strange choices, but they're not strange for me. My sickness is that I'm fascinated by human behavior, by what's underneath the surface, by the worlds inside people.

She's kind of a walking poem, she's this perfect beauty...but at the same time very deep, very smart.

There come a time, when good man must wear mask.

I was angry and frustrated until I started my own family and my first child was born. Until then I didn’t really appreciate life the way I should have, but fortunately I woke up.

I may have a feather duster down my pants.

I don't want to run around and look at a shot through a monitor. That doesn't improve what I'm trying to do. I figure, once I've done my job, it's none of my business.

Religion is a fascinating black hole to me.