There are things we want, and things we may have.... Sanity lies in knowing the difference.

Pritkin and Mircea mixed like oil and water, only not so well.

I wasn't entirely sure, but a polite John Pritkin might be a sign of the apocalypse.

He had the look of an atheist who’d just had a visit from God: stunned, disbelieving and faintly ill.

He wasn't that good looking, he had the social skills of a wet cat and the patience of a caffeinated hummingbird

And why not?” “You know why! This is a bad idea.” “Perhaps I like a challenge.” “Perhaps you’re a glutton for punishment!” “Perhaps I am in love.

Fresh blood at midnight isn't red. It's a purplish black that easily blends into the shadows.

We're going jogging." "I don't run for recreation. I run when someone's after me with a weapon." "That can be arranged.

Prevarication, how divine! I always did get along better with sinners.

No they called it the Codex Merlini because it was written by a guy named Ralph.

Mr. Complete Lack of Sympathy

Life Lesson 3: You can't rush grief. It has its own timetable. All you can do is make sure there are lots of soft places around -- beds, pillows, arms, laps.

We're all secretly idiots inside.

The liberty of the individual must be thus far limited he must not make himself a nuisance to other people.

The camera was waiting for me by predestination and I took to it as a musician takes to the piano or a painter to canvas. I found that I was master of the elements, that I could work miracles.

I know I don't go looking for directors.

All the men of the Old Testament were polygamists, and Christ and Paul, the central figures of the New Testament, were celibates, and condemned marriage by both precept and example.

I'll lift you and you lift me, and we'll both ascend together.

My path is exactly where I want it to be. I'm doing my thing. I'm getting better with every album.

The key thing is that you start every film from sort of a blank page, almost like you discover it like a child discovers a new world.

We have, of course, long since ceased to think of Nature as the sympathetic mirror of our moods, or to imagine that she has any concern with the temporal affairs of man.