"My soul is wrapped in harsh repose,Midnight descends in raven-colored clothes,But soft... behold!A sunlight beamButting a swath of glimmering gleam.My heart expands,'tis grown a bulge in it,Inspired by your beauty...Effulgent."
"Why anybody gets my sense of humor I never know, but I do know that when they do, I keep them as close as I possibly can."
"If you can't run, you crawl. If you can't crawl-- you find someone to carry you."
"You take people, you put them on a journey, you give them peril, you find out who they really are."
"Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it, sauté it, whatever. MAKE."
"I also don't trust Caribou anymore. They're out there, on the tundra, waiting... Something's going down. I'm right about this."