I had a friend who worked at a hospice, and he said people in their final moments don't discuss their successes, awards or what books they wrote or what they accomplished. They only talk about their loves and their regrets, and I think that's very telling.

The idea that marriage has to be for all time - that I don't understand.

I always liked film as a teaching tool - a way of getting exposed to ideas that had never been presented to me. It just wasn't on the list of career options where I grew up.

No more excuses. I can't blame anything on my parents. I'm responsible for my mistakes and my choices.

I'm drawn to furniture design as complete architecture on a minor scale.

Crime is just unvarnished capitalism, after all.

I have very few friends. I have a handful of close friends, and I have my family, and I haven't known life to be any happier.