I think a badly crafted, great idea for a new film with a ton of spelling mistakes is just 100 times better than a well-crafted stale script.

What is filmmaking but groping in the dark?

If you were falling in love and you could go back in time and relive a day and see the banal things you did that you'd forgotten about, you'd weep, looking at that day.

I like actors who, when you see them on screen, you sense a person, not just an actor.

There is an audience out there for literate films - slower, more observant, more human films, and they deserve to be made.

You just never know when you're living in a golden age.

The biggest fear I have is to die with regrets, and of course that will come true.

A pitfall of making a comedy with a studio-and it's also an American cultural thing-is that I get tired of being encouraged to go always for laughs.

I think cynicism lasts. Sentimentality ages, dates quickly.

If you have your movies so that everyone understands everything, I think that's probably not a very good movie.

I'm hoping one day I can make one really good film.

Suffering is when we resist the moment.

Poetry which owes no man anything, owes nevertheless one debt - an image of the world in which men can again believe.

You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe But you're back were you belong

To be a seeker implies that you need the future. If this is what you believe, it becomes true for you: you will need time until you realize that you don't need time to be who you are.

Have faith in yourself and in the future.

Why the hell do I have to keep updating my apps on my iPhone all the time and why you don't fix that?

I don't write for children. I write, and somebody says, 'That's for children.'

What's interesting is, if you take the scientists and the theologians, the really good ones, they end up both filled with this wide-eyed sense of wonder and awe about look at this world we live in.

Everything I've done has always been my own made up world with its own rules and its own made up stories.

Sneaking out the back door to hand out with those hoodlum friends of mine.