It's not far-fetched that almost everywhere in the world where you have volcanoes you have mythologies or new gods being created.

I believe the common denominator of the Universe is not harmony, but chaos, hostility and murder.

I don't spend sleepless nights over getting very bad reviews.

People think we had a love-hate relationship. Well, I did not love him, nor did I hate him. We had mutual respect for each other, even as we both planned each other's murder.

I know for sure that there is only one step from insecticide to genocide.

Someone like Jean-Luc Godard is for me intellectual counterfeit money when compared to a good kung fu film.

Read, read, read, read, read, read, read, read, read, read, read, read, read...if you don't read, you will never be a filmmaker.

Money doesn't make films. You just do it and take the initiative.

Facts do not convey truth. That's a mistake. Facts create norms, but truth creates illumination.

What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? It would be like sleep without dreams.

Civilization is like a thin layer of ice upon a deep ocean of chaos and darkness.

Music is the language of the soul, the voice of the heart, and a message from the eternity.

To those who have fought for it, freedom has a flavor that the protected will never know.

I did what I came here to do. What I've done I've done with sincerity and to the best of my ability. You can't expect much more from life.

I'm working on the intricacies of details of maneuvers that he still doesn't even know the names of.

[On The Philippines:] ... eighty dialects and languages are spoken; we are a fragmented nation of loyal believers, divided by blood feuds and controlled by the Church.

As Vivacity is the Gift of Women, Gravity is that of Men.

I'm still getting to the good part / the breaking down / learning how to write my story.

I always felt that sci-fi and fantasy were my thing. Bit of a geek, Im afraid. But I like creating worlds, and I felt it was a genre that gave me more freedom. It just seemed like I belonged there.

Friendship, in the old heroic sense of that term, no longer exists. It is in reality no longer expected or recognized as a virtue among men.

It was me, Austin. It was me all along, Austin!