We can all be conned but at what point do we realize that we're being conned and to what point do we allow ourselves to be conned?

The idea is that that there is no such thing as an external enemy.

I love fatherhood. I could bang on about kids forever.

Brad [Pitt], poor geezer, was blown up, thrown around, burned, slapped, frozen. But never a moan or a whine. Now that's what I call a real star.

What I liked about American movies when I was a kid was that they're sort of larger than life and I think I'm still suffering from that reaction.

If you change the rules on what controls you... you will change the rules on what you can control.

We can all be conned but at what point do we realize that we're being conned and to what point do we allow ourselves to be conned?