They say the definition of ambivalence is watching your mother-in-law drive over a cliff in your new Cadillac.

The terror and beauty of the dream come from the connection of previously unrelated mundanities of life.

You got an all-out prize fight, you wait 'til the fight's over, one guy's left standing and that's how you know who's won.

The Oscars demonstrate the will of the people to control and judge those they have elected to stand above them (much, perhaps, as in bygone days, an election celebrated the same).

The audience requires not information but drama.

If the scene bores you when you read it, rest assured it WILL bore the actors, and will then bore the audience, and we're all going to be back in the breadline.

You wanna know how to get Capone? They pull a knife, you pull a gun. He sends one of yours to the hospital, you send one of his to the morgue. That's the Chicago way! And that's how you get Capone.