My dad has always been such a great dad, and he's brought so much culture to my life. He dragged me to see every single movie at the cinématheque as a kid. I saw everything from Star Wars to Bergman.

I don't want to go to the Bahamas on holiday. I hate islands. I want to go to Brittany, where it's cold and raining, and there's nothing fancy about it.

Too many women throw themselves into romance because they're afraid of being single, then start making compromises and losing their identity. I won't do that.

You can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details.

I'm an adaptable nomad. I love Paris, I've been living in Los Angeles and New York since 1990. I love London, too. My roots are inside of me.

I was six years old when I saw my first Godard movie, eight when I first experienced Bergman. I wanted to be a director when I was fourteen.

My therapist in Paris once told me that being creative is a better form of therapy for me than sitting on his couch.

Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?

I can't really explain the feeling of acting. It makes you the most insecure you can possibly be.

Maybe I'm a bit of a psycho-but I'd rather be psycho than boring.

I like doing sequels. Basically, I think it's a fun thing to follow characters in time. In real time.

Everything that can be thought at all can be thought clearly. Everything that can be said can be said clearly.

Salvation does not depend on human desire or effort, but on God’s mercy of grace.

Rx for life: see through the heart and live with kindness.

She ran the harder and zagged more erratically, and in the wreckage left from the hurricane the girl misjudged her path and ran straight into the old well. She didn’t even scream.

You don’t look for miracles, you don’t search for miracles, miracles is supposed to follow you.

The time of persecution and problems is the time to thank and praise God

Fire tries gold misfortune men.

Deliberately seek opportunities for kindness, sympathy, and patience.

When, in the third book, we do learn the identity of the Blue Rose murderer, the information comes in a muted, nearly off-hand manner, and the man has died long before.

The noble person uses things; the lesser man is used by things.