My mother missed having dinner with Lyndon Johnson because she couldn't find the right hat to wear. While my father went off to the white house to break bread with the President, my mother, who's not a things and stuff person, stayed at the hotel and tried on 10 different hats and missed dinner.

In the current climate, we live in a pessimistic and non-idealistic world.

You make a film and you don't know who it's going to appeal to.

You look at 1968 and it was truly the year that shook the world. The world was really completely upside down.

What I find interesting is that the people that follow your Twitters are called 'followers.' Talk about false idolatry, right?

Madrid is enjoyed most from the ground, exploring your way through its narrow streets that always lead to some intriguing park, market, tapas bar or street performer. Each night we'd leave our hotel to begin a new adventure in Madrid and nine out of 10 times, we'd walk through the Plaza Mayor.

Spiritually, we're all on a path. I haven't declared of defined myself because as soon as you declare yourself you're identifying with a certain dogma.