One good thing about being locked in a cage: No responsibility!

Mel: What was your name again? Rain: Rain. Mel: Oh that's nice. Kind of like bad weather.

I think growing up on a farm in a certain amount of isolation, with not a lot of friends nearby, makes you entertain yourself and kind of grows your imagination - being alone is quite good for all that. You make up stories, talk to the animals, let them be an audience, a bunch of cows.

No one knows who the real me is, so I can be a hundred different kinds of me.

The service at this airport restaurant is so bad I'm starting to panic that I'm a ghost.

If you were to send a werewolf to the moon, would he be a werewolf permanently?

I would like to be known as someone who was really sweet but also knowledgeable in all areas of life.