In an ideal world people would know the words just for the show and then forget them right after.

I discovered that a lot of the songs I like, they're fantasies, a vision of something, but you don't actually live there.

The basics of acting are really better in America than in Europe. Just the basic "fake laugh" is impossible to get in France.

I think every artist needs a rule that's stupid but that helps him, like a deadline would.

In France, anyone can use your music on like a TV show or whatever - they don't need to ask permission. It's almost like a child when it has its own life.

In France a lot of songs were ruined by their associations with commercials. But so far no Apple commercial has ruined a song for me.

The more you say no the more people ask.

One of my favorite French singers, Alain Bashung, was the expert at creating his own universe; no one knows what he's talking about, even he doesn't know because it's so poetic.

I think Björk is playing on the fact she knows she's eccentric and she accepts the fact.

Hello? Do you see me? I'm working as creatively as possible and you want more and more and I'm out of juice and if you send me one more email I'm going to walk into the ocean and swallow water.

Grasp the subject, the words will follow.

Our impulses toward instant gratification aren't to be trusted. Hoarding our resources isn't a worthy goal. We're created with eternity in our hearts, and our lives have everlasting value.

I mean, horror films in general put humans in these awful supernatural or horrible situations, but 'Cabin In The Woods' cranks it up a few notches and becomes outrageous and totally bizarre.

I can kind of envision one person with a lot of machines, tapes, and electronic set-ups...singi ng or speaking and using machines.

The fingers must be educated, the thumb is born knowing.

My number one piece of advice is: you should learn how to program.

You just try to play tough and focus point for point. Sounds so boring, but it's the right thing to do out there.

Any effort that has self-glorification as its final endpoint is bound to end in disaster.

Peter Dinklage is one of my oldest friends from New York!