Ours was not a political household, when I was growing up.

Riding the train gives him too much time to think, he has decided. Too much thinking can ruin you.

I think living the blessed life is the luck of the draw.

With my friends, I don't feel pressure to be someone other than who I am.

Depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling.

Sometimes you are being interviewed by someone and you think, if I knew this person they'd be my best friend. Other times you're being interviewed by a complete jerk.

Geez, if I could get through to you, kiddo, that depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling. Reduction, see? Of all feeling. People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile.