“I love Toronto. I love it. I love Toronto. I love Canada. I can’t wait to get back. Can’t wait to have some Timbits.”

Marriage is a mystery and part of it is just being kind to each other, not being selfish.

I think I was only attracted to drunken douches before I got married.

I wish I could say I’m an architect and planned it this way, foresaw doing all these things, but honestly, I’ve been lucky that things have come across my path and they’ve worked out well for me.

I’m black, and black don’t crack. It does droop.

I want everyone, regardless of gender, to live a life free of restriction or fear, able to pursue their own personal brand of happiness and fulfillment.

When I was younger, those kinds of comments bothered me, but eventually got to a point where I realized I wasn’t going to change who I was.

I’ve just got to be myself and hopefully people will find me. And my audience did find me.

I thought I was gonna be an attorney, so I went to Dartmouth and I was a government major and I minored in environmental policy, and I didn’t do anything academically around the arts.

I want to point out, that this is not my fault that everyone’s afraid of me, because I did not kill a couple people the other day.

I don’t want to be pandered to, so I try not to pander.

Omnipresence can be a good or bad thing, I suppose. I don’t want to spend a lot of time thinking about it. I’m super-grateful.

I don’t want to be pandered to, so I try not to pander.

Nothing really worth having is easy to get. The hard-fought battles, the goals won with sacrifice, are the ones that matter.

I don’t believe in superheroes but I love Batman movies. There’s a part of every person that is entertained by the idealistic, the fantastic.

Sometimes the mistake I see people make is thinking that they’re always going to be up, and I think that’s impossible for anyone.

I’m sure I had low-level scurvy all of my childhood.

I had an uncle who, looking back, was probably not the most-educated physician around but he carried it off so well.

That’s the funny thing about America–the blessed thing. As many people as there are to hold you back, there are angels whose humanity makes up for all the others.

You have to sing loud and move wild with all that in back of you. Now, I don’t know how to perform any other way.

No sooner does the man come back from the holy waters that the old sins jump on his shoulders from the trees.

Its never to late to get back on your feet though we wont live forever make sure you accomplish what you were put here for

This world’s anguish is no different from the love we insist on holding back.

The Arab Spring I think we will look back whether it’s two years, five years, ten or fifteen. And say it’s a good thing.

She may have had enough time to deal with things. What if she does come back? What will you do?” Grant asked me. What would I do? I’d beg.