Pick a dysfunction and it's a family problem.

I used to be so convinced that happiness was the goal, yet all those years I was chasing after it I was unhappy in the pursuit. Maybe the goal really should be a life that values honor, duty, good work, friends and family.

Nothing will serve you better than a strong work ethic. Nothing. And it's something that you can't teach. You have to be thrown into it, where you're going to sink or swim. It's amazing how self-correcting and how clarifying a good, hard, shitty job can be. Because at the end of the day, any profession I've seen anybody in, when you peer behind the curtains of Oh, wouldn't that be a great job? Wow, what an amazing thing, a philanthropic endeavor! it really just comes down to It's a f**king grind.

I'm not used to studios being ecstatic about we did and saying, "Please go do that again."

The audience can feel the subtleties of the characters.

If I was a Pokemon, I'll either be a Psyduck or a Jigglypuff.

There are some parents who have really done it right and told their kid, 'You know, we have this dough, none of this is for you. You have to get your own.