When you're big you don't need a reason to sweat. You don't, right? My friends cannot grab a hold of this concept. They come up to me all the time like Jeez! What have you been doing? What are ya jumpin rope in the attic?! Well, I peeled an orange.. about an hour ago. Why, what's up?

I write flawed characters. Ones that do not always make the best decisions and are driven by ambition or lust. They are not black or white, they are in the large space that exists between.

You've got to go after your dreams. If you don't make an effort, nothing's ever going to change.

I would always love to be an athlete, but it's got to be a tough day when you have to hang up those cleats.

I never played a musical instrument growing up but I knew kids who did and took it very seriously.

Thanksgiving, man. Not a good day to be my pants.

Once a year my back will go out and it'll be... it's like a sciatic thing and it's the smallest thing. Like I could be leaning over the sink to brush my teeth in a weird way and it happens.