I think there's a perception out there that people know me based on these glamorous photos they see of me in magazines, but I have about two hours of hair and makeup and then people to dress me, to make me look even better, in those pictures.
These are men whose minds the Dead have ravished. Memory fingers in their hair of murders Multitudinous murders they once witnessed. Wading sloughs of flesh these helpless wander, Treading blood from lungs that had loved laughter.
It's weird, but I don't feel like think I deserve any of the attention. There's really nothing but one audition for a Disney Channel movie that separates me from 2,000 other brown-haired, blue-eyed guys in L.A., you know?
I'm not really a big reader.
I'm not a big football person at all.
I don't have any big regrets.
I was a big Transformers fan.
If a prayer is the way we talk to God, if a million people pray, that's got to be one big message.
A big part of life is realizing what you're good at.
Communism is like one big phone company.
I went through life big-bang-banda-boom-bada-boom.
My big love was the Beatles. I was more into music.
I'm a big zombie buff.
I'm not usually attracted to big-budget American films.
I'm not a big slasher film fan.
My parents are big Shakespeare fans.
I'm a big bath person.
I'm not a big goal guy.
I'm a big yachting fan.
I'm not a big TV guy, though.
Imagination creates some big monsters.
