I don't thrive on control. I'm not looking for control. I think I get better results when I don't control things.

All these gadgets, the phone and the computer, they expose the inside of your brain in a way that's bad.

Every great idea is on the verge of being stupid.

Orange is an underrated color, it's the second most underrated color after yellow.

Of course, from time to time, I want to do everything myself and be more involved on my own with the creative process. But I don't mind the collaboration at all.

In my opinion, it's more interesting to see magic happening in a world that feels grounded. If the world is already crazy, then anything can happen. So it's better to start with something real.

I'm not against the technology at all, I just don't like to use it if it's just to mimic what you can do with traditional methods.

I would define myself as being naive and perverse at the same time. And I think that if that is consistent it will make the tone consistent.

When people are very original, sometimes they are original as a way to resist the mainstream.

Misinterpretation leads me to inspiration and creativity because I think my brain is trying to figure out some information that I'm confused about.

I like the days when all the filmmakers had was a film roll, a camera and a gangster. The Mack Sennett comedies were all like that. They'd create little teams to go out and shoot films.

You can’t control other people’s behavior

He needed to gather her up, hold on to her, anything to help her stop trembling. Something was going to shake loose if she didn’t.

Be good to your sacred self. Love life.

I dare you to never ever give yourself a single reason why a life of positive fulfillment isn't your true destiny on earth.

I reached up with my finger and traced the scar over my eyebrow, remembering when that was the greatest hurt I'd ever known.

Henceforth, language studies were no longer directed merely towards correcting grammar.

Let the character as it began be preserved to the last; and let it be consistent with itself.

What if you had faith and performed good works, what if you died and went to heaven, and what if all the people you met there were people you didn't like?

Lovers have known sometimes what saints have not known.

Whoever said men hit harder when women are around, is right. Word for word, we beat the love out of each other.