I think generally I'm kind of interested in subjective experience, what goes on inside someone's head, that being all they really know of the world.

You are what you love. Not what loves you.

I think of myself as a guy who tries to write screenplays and now has tried to direct one. Anything more than that is meaningless and it gets in the way of being a real human being.

I do like escapism. I like going to the movies on a Friday night and seeing something fun.

The only honest and generous thing for me to do is to give people myself. That's all I've got as an artist, so I want to do that in an unflinching way.

The passionate ones, the ones who go after what they want, may not get what they want, but they remain vital, in touch with themselves, and when they lie on their deathbeds, they have few regrets.

Everything I've written is personal - it's the only way I know how to write.

You and I share the same DNA. Is there anything more lonely than that?

Why do I fall in love with every woman I see that shows me the least bit of attention?

Clementine: This is it, Joel. It's going to be gone soon. Joel: I know. Clementine: What do we do? Joel: Enjoy it.

There are nearly thirteen million people in the world. None of those people is an extra. They're all the leads of their own stories. They have to be given their due.

Over a lifetime of dealing with difficult women, I have learned it is often better to give into their demands immediately.

In the game of life, nothing is less important than the score at halftime.

It may be argued that peoples for whom philosophers legislate are always prosperous.

What good is a body if I can't have you?

Irrespective of whether we are believers or agnostics, whether we believe in God or karma, moral ethics is a code which everyone is able to pursue.

I'm interested in the feeling of getting to zero after a play, like you're never going to do it again. That's a really scary feeling.

It is very easy to point fingers at others sitting at home, but very difficult to play the game.

He who seeks for gain, must be at some expense.

I wish to God that Apple and Google were partners in the future.

Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing, which remark I guess shows I still don't have a pure motive (O it's-such-fun-I-just-can't-stop-who-cares-if-it's-published-or-read) about writing.