Anyway, there's something wrong with everybody and it's up to you to know what you can handle.

... there are four women in every man’s heart. The Maid in the Meadow, the Demon Lover, the Stouthearted Woman, the Tall and Quiet Woman.

We're all strange inside. We learn how to disguise our differences as we grow up.

There was some open space between what he knew and what he tried to believe, but nothing could be done about it, and if you can't fix it you've got to stand it.

If you are looking for smart judging based on merit, skip the Academy Awards next year and pay attention to the Independent Spirit Awards.

I find it satisfying and intellectually stimulating to work with the intensity, brevity, balance and word play of the short story.

It takes a year, nephew... a full turn of the calendar, to get over losing someone.