I tell myself I bear witness. The real answer is that it's obviously my programming. And I lack the constitution for suicide.

If I'm doing something I do like to take it to the limit. I've got a high ceiling. A wide threshold for seeing what those boundaries are for myself. I'm very resilient inside. I find things that I like and do and boy, I do like to stick to them. I'm not necessarily a guy who gets addicted to more of certain things, but if I find something I like to do, I like to stick to it.

I work through life with commas. I don't even know, do you have parentheticals?

Maybe the honorable thing for our species to do is deny our programming, stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction, one last midnight, brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.

I love having my hands in the dirt. It is never a science and always an art. There are no rules. And if it comes down to me versus that weed I'm trying to pull out of the ground that doesn't want to come out? I know I'll win.

I go on The Daily Beast. The Daily Beast is one of the websites that I check out.

I think 'unbelievable' is an unbelievably stupid word.