Art is a sense of magic.

The Hollywood movies are more like novels, and the kinds of films I make are more like poems.

Imagine a world alive with incomprehensible objects, and shimmering with an endless variety of movement and innumerable gradations of colour. Imagine a world before the 'beginning was the word.

How many colors are there in a field of grass to the crawling baby unaware of 'Green'?

What a moth might see from birth to death if black were white and white were black.

We have the notion that we exist but we have no way to prove it. 'I am' is the closest foundation we can get.

I've always believed film is most close to music of all the other arts.

It is just seeing-it is a very simple word-and to be a visionary is to be a seer. The problem is that most people can't see.

There are a lot of movies made for nobody.

I love being objected to. It worries me, but I love being objected to.

If only, then, I had been more living out of the present--such a beautiful word...present. The sense of it being, now to me, more beautiful than 'to look forward.

It is my opinion that the isolated mind loses its purchase on reality all too easily and becomes prone to fantasy.

We are all so much together, but we are all dying of loneliness.

I love short stories because I believe they are the way we live. They are what our friends tell us, in their pain and joy, their passion and rage, their yearning and their cry against injustice.

Low aim, not failure, is the crime.

The gentleman prefers to be slow in word but diligent in action.

When you make your mark in the world, watch out for the envious with erasers.

We know that we can do it, but cannot describe in so many words how we do it, nor can we reduce it to a set of rules. At most, the observable facts of the indexing operation can be described.

Ready to put your claws where your mouth is, or are you going to cringe behind the big boys and yip all day?" His eyes flared yellow "Is that a challenge?" "Yes it is.

Never stop writing because you have run out of ideas. Fill the lacunae of inspiration by tidily copying out what is already written.

Start at once a bedside library and spend the last half hour of the day in communion with the saints of humanity.