“Yes, I remember the barbed wire and the guard towers and the machine guns, but they became part of my normal landscape. What would be abnormal in normal times became my normality in camp.”

The large majority of faith-based people are decent, fair-minded people. We should not characterize people of faith as the adversaries of GLBT equality.

We must remind ourselves that an assault on any one of our liberties and freedoms is an assault on all.

Our differences in beliefs do not truly separate us, or elevate us over others. Rather, they highlight the rich tapestry that is humanity.

Pioneering is never done in front of cheerleaders urging on a roaring grandstand of popular approval.

Social media is like ancient Egypt: writing things on walls and worshiping cats.

I myself am a Buddhist, not a Christian. But I cannot help but think that if Christ ran a public establishment, it would be open to all, and He would be the last to refuse service to anyone. It is, simply put, the most un-Christian of notions.

You know, when a man is raped you never hear about what he was wearing.

I think we learn more from those times in our history where we stumbled as a democracy than we learn from the glorious chapters.

I have two passions in my life. One is to raise the awareness of the internment of Japanese-American citizens. My other passion is the theater.

The only thing worse than human ignorance is human pride in that ignorance.

Facebook itself has an interest in having great content so that its users keep coming back.

It’s really hard to hate someone for being different when you’re too busy laughing together.

STAR TREK is a show that had a vision about a future that was positive.

And it seems to me important for a country, for a nation to certainly know about its glorious achievements but also to know where its ideals failed, in order to keep that from happening again.

As the old saying goes, I was simply looking for fan love, in Alderaan places.

You know, I grew up in two American internment camps, and at that time I was very young.

The best of them will work alone, already a part of the enemy camp, and in chameleon-like style master the fifth-column algorithms to subvert the ancient regime.

People, when they come up to me, are like, “Did we go to high school together? Or did I make out with you at sleepaway camp?” And oftentimes, yes, that is the answer, because I went to a giant high school and made out with everybody.

I didn’t grow up a theatre kid, going to theatre camps. I played sports, and that was my main direction. But luckily, I never had to choose between sports and theatre.

Anytime I can sneak in a moment to fish and ride horses, I’m a happy camper!

While my life shifts from refugee camps to red carpets, I choose them both because these worlds can, in fact, coexist. And for me, they must.

You know, I grew up in two American internment camps, and at that time I was very young.

I’ve always tried to be independent. It’s just my personality. I’ve always been the type to motivate the camp. I’ve always wanted to be the fuel for something—for music, the fuel for my family, the fuel for my best friend. Helping someone with what I’m doing.

I spent my boyhood behind the barbed wire fences of American internment camps and that part of my life is something that I wanted to share with more people.