“It’s the same thing that drives people to want to experience sexual pleasure or have one too many drinks.”

What I had to say was, in general, I’m not really a fan of any one genre of any kind of film.

The idea of it becomes a little freaky if you’re dealing with someone who has trouble differentiating between fantasy and reality, but that’s a concern no matter what kind of movie you’re dealing with.

People can get obsessed with romance, they can get obsessed with political paranoia, they can get obsessed with horror. It’s isn’t the fault of the subject matter that creates the obsession, I don’t think.

I think that’s created a healthy environment. The comparisons to ‘ER’ were maddening and there was this assumption that the two of us were looking at each other with rage and resentment, which was also not the case.

We all want to experience the other, and to get out of our daily existence.

It’s amazing that this is still news to people, but that affects the final outcome of the film.

I think in the case of horror, it’s a chance to confront a lot of your worse fears and those fears usually have to do, ironically, with powerlessness and isolation.

We all look to have transcendent experiences that lift us out of the everyday, and fear is a good one. But, I think it’s the same reason why people want to laugh their heads off.

When people are treated well, and they’re made to feel valued, they give 110 percent.

I can’t imagine that I would have been cast in the role, without Jamie Lee giving me a thumbs up.

I feel like Josh, Michelle and Adam were all team players, who wanted to be a part of an ensemble.

I’m always honored, but I think for every 100 of those that come along, one of them is actually going to happen. And, the fact that this was an offer on a major film that had a start date, was pretty impressive.

You’re going through the horror of it, you’re going through the isolation of it but you’re being empowered by reminding yourself that you’re connected to everybody else.

Oh, ’tis jesting, dancing, drinking Spins the heavy world around.

They put arsenic in his meat And stared aghast to watch him eat; They poured strychnine in his cup And shook to see him drink it up.

When all is said and done, no literature can outdo the cynicism of real life; you won’t intoxicate with one glass someone who has already drunk up a whole barrel.

Many contemporary authors drink more than they write.

Love is magic, love is tragic. It is the air we breathe and the poison we drink.

My God, so much I like to drink Scotch that sometimes I think my name is Igor Stra-whiskey.

Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.

And malt does more than Milton can to justify God’s ways to man.