How do I stay so healthy and boyishly handsome? It's simple. I drink the blood of young runaways.

These people who come to Comic-Con and dress up - all across the country, the rest of the population who doesn't understand are scoffing at them.

Success should always be just beyond your grasp.

I love the concept of togetherness and the entwinement of marriage.

I also derive a great deal of pleasure from horses and dogs... the ocean... and love.

I'm so not ready to die. It petrifies me. I go alone. I go to a place I don't know. It might be painful. It might be the end. My thought is that it is the end. I become nameless, and I spent a lifetime being known.

How do I stay so healthy and boyishly handsome? It's simple. I drink the blood of young runaways.