All art is autobiographical.
Don't tell me what I'm doing; I don't want to know.
Hype is the awkward and desperate attempt to convince journalists that what you've made is worth the misery of having to review it.
The picture is in your head, in your imagination, everything.
Regrets are a waste of time. They're the past crippling you in the present.
There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the passion of life.