“Sometimes my brain writes a check that reality can’t cash.”

it was actually mummified, skin and all – but in a fit of space-saving zeal, they actually cut off the head and they cut off the feet and they burned the rest in a bonfire.

I am incrementally a pessimist, but I see the international debate that Edward Snowden has engendered, and I think this is exactly where the discussion should be. So, I would say I’m more optimistic than pessimistic.

They’re not very good ideas, but at least they’re ideas!

It may not look pretty, but it gets the job done.

I’ve meditated extensively on my family, my future, my past actions and what did and didn’t work for me about them.

How hard can it be to blow up a room full of gasoline?!

I reject your reality and substitute my own.

The idea of an ordered and elegant universe is a lovely one.

Learning to know something in its totality in my head, and then putting together all the constituent parts into a cohesive whole.

You wake up and the world says, ‘Oops, it’s too much fun to go to school, you’ve got to stay home and deal with the snow!’

The main trend with the theme episodes is that anywhere there is a misconception about the way the physical world works, we’re finding fertile material.

And also making them for myself, obtaining them, appreciating them and diving into them.

I’ve learned over decades of building that a deadline is a potent tool for problem-solving.

You know, it’s the best job I’ve ever had, on its worst day it’s better than anything else, but it’s a huge amount of responsibility

You give me a drawing, you give me a prop to replicate, you give me a crane, scaffolding, parts from ‘Star Wars’

Getting paid less to work for people you like and believe in is much better for you (and your career) in the long run.

Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarreled. If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?

Sometimes, 24 hours can bring a total revolutionary change.

Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved for the sake of something greater.

Sometimes a word or an argument will trigger a poem.

The wise soul feareth not death; rather she sometimes striveth for death, she goeth beyond to meet her. Yet eternity maintaineth her substance throughout time, immensity throughout space, universal form throughout motion.

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education – sometimes it’s sheer luck, like getting across the street.

Some of us – poets are not exactly poets. We live sometimes – beyond the word.

Sometimes in the real world, there is fire between people.