It was surprising that you could spend hours in the middle of the night pretending things were OK, and know in thirty seconds of daylight that that simply wasn't so.

I like the discipline of writing a script. You can't go into the character's head - you have to find these creative ways to help externalize what they're thinking.

There are no really new stories anymore.

Worries find you easily enough without inviting them.

To spend a life in dreams, that sounded too lovely.

I'd come to believe there was no food more depressing than Danish, a pastry that seemed stale upon arrival

Everytime people said I was pretty, I thought of everything ugly swarming beneath my clothes.