My wife and I have created our own language. We can be at a table with six other people and have an argument without anyone knowing. It doesn't even have to be out loud. It's bizarre.

I’m not just taking trips down memory lane; I’m broken down on it.

You can live with me in this house I've built out of writers blocks.

The silence is the worst part of any fight, because it's made up of all the things we wish we could say, if only we had the guts.

He felt homesick for places he had never been. He missed hearts he had never loved.

I'm a bit of a tease. I'd make out with a lot of people but not go beyond that.

Sometimes its good to come back when you least expect to.