“The important thing is that he shook hands with us over the phone.”

Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst.

I would be so bored if that was the case. There would be no journey. There would be nothing to discover.

There are times when I am directing, and there are a couple of moments I didn’t get the way I wanted, but I know I still have other angles to shoot and I have to be done by noon; I move on.

The ego is kind of a big, unwieldy thing. It’s not so easily tamed or subdued.

I’d seen ‘Interview with A Vampire’ and saw Dracula movies growing up, but I never thought, ‘I love vampires; I have to do a show about vampires.’

I mean certainly, you read about things people did to each other in the pursuit of some mystical or occult goal, and it’s horrifying. But that’s just human nature.

I try to tell the best story, and the story that has some heart and some genuine terror and some social commentary and some comedy and some romance and some sex and some violence.

I’m not like J.K. Rowling, where I know there’s going to be this number of seasons, and I know exactly what’s going to happen.

I’m not a believer in luck, but I do believe you need it.

In my own life, I think legends of supernatural, mythic things are really just a manifestation of the collective unconscious. So I don’t really get freaked out.

I will say that the environment I grew up in was not the most progressive.

I think vampires are a timeless powerful archetype that can tap into people’s psyches.

It’s easy to look at the vampires as a metaphor for any feared or misunderstood group.

Happy relationships are boring. We all want them in our own life. But I don’t want to watch them on TV.

That somehow distances us from actually taking part fully with the reality we do have, and that creates suffering.

I don’t necessarily believe in vampires or werewolves or that kind of thing, but I believe there is definitely a realm we don’t necessarily have access to.

Writing anything, it sorta starts the way you’d build a castle at the beach. You’re just taking your hands and you’re mounting up sand.

My workday begins around 11 A.M., with a cup of black coffee in each hand. If I had more hands, there would be more coffee.

A true measure of strength is to use your hands to incapacitate somebody.

O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.

All I can do is leave it in God’s hands and hope that my fans feel where I’m coming from.

I’ve had my run in with trouble. Fortunately, you know, one slap on the hand is usually the last time for me… I learned my lesson.

I was singing in a mall, and I picked a girl to come up onstage with me. As I was grabbing her hand, I fell off the stage. It felt like I was in the air forever, flying like Superman.

If you’re waiting around for something to be handed to you or win the lottery, chances are nothing is ever going to go down, you know, so you got to make it happen on your own.