Maybe existence is ultimately a lonely thing.

I don't believe that you can talk about a photograph being true or false. I don't think such a claim has any meaning.

I envy certain writers, because there are writers who do go into a kind of different zone, where the writing isn't controlled anymore.

I remember on page one of The New York Times the article about Fred Leuchter. The heading was "Can Capital Punishment Be Humane" and it was the story about an electric chair repairman and execution machine designer. And then buried in the back of the paper was the fact that Fred Leuchter had also been involved in holocaust denial.

Think of my movies as heightening our awareness, not confusing the difference between truth and fiction, but heightening our awareness of how confused we can become about what is real.

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it without a sense of ironic futility.

We imagine what this country is, but quite clearly, this country is a mystery. I mean, one of the reasons I did the election ads is, I thought I could learn something. Like, what the hell is going on? I think anybody - particularly a person of leftist persuasion such as myself - who stops and thinks even for a moment, realizes that something strange is going on and we don't quite get it.