I don't know where the characters are going to go or what's going to happen. I know that something inevitable will happen. I know that they want certain things and they're in a certain room and they smell like this and they look like that. More often than not, an entropy creeps in that strangles me, and then the inevitable happens. I don't know if I have the ability to write an ending like My Fair Lady's, when everyone gets what they want after a few minor conflicts. If I tried to write that it would just be false. Or I'd have someone enter with a machine gun.

A typical day for me is I'm writing when I'm not directing.

The rooms I tend to be in are pretty democratic and the best idea wins.

I find auditioning to be a very illusive process, where actors come in with this really big result with no process, so it's a lie already at work.

I've never really felt that I've had the right hair cut, or had the right clothes.

It's strange, people have asked me what my schedule is and what is my process like, and I can't even answer it.

I would hope that the staffs at juvenile detention centers and reform schools are carefully chosen so that there is a community of support and hope.