The same as real life, there is no happily ever after.

A baby is such a blank slate, like training the understudy for a role you're planning to leave. You truly hope your replacement will do the play justice, but in secret you want future critics to say you played the character better.

If you flee from the things you fear, there's no resolution.

It's interesting because when David Fincher was making "Fight Club," he said, "It's a romance." And it really is. Almost everything I ever write is just a romance. And that needed to be sort of pointed up at the end of "Fight Club." The film has a very different ending than the book does.

Every stage of life has its own form of power, and we're always sort of terrified as to whether we can make the jump to the next form of power.

You can't be beautiful," Brandy says about a thousand times, "until you feel beautiful.

Nothing feels as awful as pouring your heart out to some talk therapist, then realizing this so-called professional is actually vastly stupid and you've just professed your most secret secrets to some goon who's wearing one brown sock and one blue sock.