Anytime that I have an impulse to pull out my phone and take a picture, especially of a landscape or something, if the first thing I do is reach for the phone, I actually force myself to sit there and at least wait thirty seconds before I actually grab my phone. I'm, like, "No, sit here for thirty seconds, and just see what you think about. What does this make you think about?"

Even though you make twelve hundred bucks a month, if I was making twelve hundred bucks a month to play baseball, I would have done it. I would have stayed.

Anytime anybody goes, "Wow you've been busy." I'm like, "No, not since college. This is a cakewalk in comparison."

Actually, it's nice when people hate what you do, because it's still a passionate feeling about it. It's kind of when they're indifferent, you're like, "Oh, well, what am I really doing?" It's nice to go one way or the other.

Some things are worth the wait.

My girlfriend and I never let each other forget how much we love each other. It's all about reminding the other person how important and special she is to you.

I literally would have been the guy that would have played pro ball until they came to me and said, "Go home, you don't work here anymore."