She couldn’t help but wonder at the events of recent days, and at how—even in the face of such misfortune, there was so much good,

You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.

The plainest print cannot be read through a gold eagle.

Perhaps that suspicion of fraud enhances the flavor.

I like films where the music and the sound design, at times, are almost indistinguishable.

I do still get the odd fan letter about The Good Life, clearly written by somebody aged 18, who says: Will you send a photograph? And I think: Maybe it's kinder not to. I'm deeply into my 50s now.

I started writing to please myself, a story I would like to read, and that is still true.

Desirelessness or renunciation does not come for the mere talking about it.

The networks are not some chicken-coop manufacturing lobby whose calls nobody returns.

I'm doing a play, a musical. The musical follows the Mamma Mia concept. It's my first LA theater project.

Flattery must be pretty thick before anybody objects to it.