I was born the son of a humble mechanic. A quantum mechanic.

Life is so full of unpredictable beauty and strange surprises. Sometimes that beauty is too much for me to handle. Do you know that feeling? When something is just too beautiful? When someone says something or writes something or plays something that moves you to the point of tears, maybe even changes you.

I thought about going back to working at the gas station. I probably didn't like it at the time, but now it seems very romantic.

Kids know what's going on. They always respond to The Beatles, for instance. Doesn't matter when they were born, they always seem to respond. Show me a kid who innately doesn't like The Beatles, and I'll show you a bad seed.

I don't trust people who don't use profanity.