Mystery is gone to the certainty of technological principles. So the real terror, the real aggression against life comes in the form of the pursuit of our technological happiness.

It's not that we use technology, we live technology.

I think it's naive to pray for world peace if we're not going to change the form in which we live.

Technology has become as ubiquitous as the air we breathe, so we are no longer conscious of its presence.

What I'm trying to do is to at least raise a flag to the blinding light of technology.

In effect, I feel like a blind, deaf, and illiterate person working through the sensibilities and multiple, real talents of other people. Everything I do is collaborative.

So, not for lack of love of language, but because I feel our language is in an enormous state of humiliation, I decided to make films without words.

I think there's an enormous value to being negative. The world we live in today, negativity is not permitted.

Having been an educator for so many years I know that all a good teacher can do is set a context, raise questions or enter into a kind of a dialogic relationship with their students.

So to hope to be able to have peace, to be able to have justice and environmental balance, are consequences of our behavior, not just our intentions.

But in fact if you look at film as a metaphor, only through the negative can you have the positive print. What I'm trying to get to is the positive value of negation.

I'm of the opinion and quite certain that our 'personal histories' with God are meant to be well informed by the Scriptures

He lifted his eyes. They were the color of the deepest heart of hurricane clouds, deeper blue than the sky behind him.

A man can own a woman or a man can own a knife, but no man can own both.

Considering the natural lust for power so inherent in man, I fear the thirst of power will prevail to oppress the people.

Be the weirdest little weird in all Weird Town.

Soon after I was born, my parents moved to the South Florida area, and I've lived here ever since (with a few years of living in both Portugal and Brazil in my younger days).

Let each moment be guided by positive purpose. And let your whole life express the beauty of who you truly are.

A Hamas terrorist, a UN aid worker and a journalist walked into a Gaza hookah bar. And no one could tell who was who.

The link between intimate violence in the home and the international violence of terrorism and war is as tightly bound together as the fingers of a clenched fist.

Satirists gain the applause of others through fear, not through love.