Buck up, baby blowfish. Just puff up bigger than your sadness and scare it right off. That's the only way to live in the awful old ocean.

Nothing real is pretty, she said. Only a doll is pretty. And a pretty doll drinks out of a tiny cup forever. A woman wants a big cup.

Trouble is, most times, when you go looking to sell your soul, nobody's buying.

Anything is a poem if you say it often enough.

I abandoned her. It's the one capital crime of fatherhood. Mothers can fail a thousand different ways. A father's only job is: do not abandon this child.

Night poured itself down my throat. Night was my wine and my meat. Night wed me and bedded me, widowed me and murdered me and resurrected me whole a thousand times over with each hour.

No, love, in real life you can get all the way to death and never have finished one single story.

Love me, and I will laugh for you, and if you can make me laugh, my laughter will, quite simply, ransom the whole of the world from death.

There are great roads, beautiful bridges, lovely parks, gorgeous gardens and wonderful buildings in a big city. But there is something missing, something very important: The spirit of nature!

100 years ago, movies were black-and-white, silent, and 16 frames a second. So 100 years from now, what are they going to be?

It was hard to be taken seriously being model-turned-actress. I needed to work on my acting chops. There are so few parts available that are good for women.

I don't know if I'm built for marriage.

Tagalog sounds like boiling water.

I was born to give the white man hell, and I will give him hell from the cradle to the grave.

But you're disappointed." He brushed a strand of hair from her face. "It's not possible for you to disappoint me.

I think that's always very valuable: to keep the mind open to receiving all sorts of information, which can then be used in my work, but also just as a human being.

Every successful person in life began by pursuing a passion, usually against all odds.

I had the radio on, I was driving. Trees flew by, me and Del were singing, Little Runaway, I was flying.