I was drinking a lot of bourbon. I was miserable. I was starting to get work, but it wasn't remotely satisfying. It was garbage compared to the theater I was doing.

I awaken. I consume oxygen, then bacon, eggs and black coffee, then my wife, then bacon.

I won't read a new graphic comic novel until the writer has completed the entire series. I got burned a few times when I got turned on to a book, plowed through it only to find out the author was in the middle of writing the next.

Love one another, make something with your hands, and exalt the farmer.

Don't use barbiturates before going on stage. And be honest.

When I got my job on Parks, it was so dreamy, kind of unfathomable. I didn't think a job that excellent could exist for me.

Damn it all, you have been given a life on this beautiful planet! Get off your ass and do something!