Why do people who are good at families have to be smug and assume it is the only way to live. … Why can’t they be blamed for being bad at promiscuity?

How disturbing it is that our illusions are often our most important beliefs.

Watching Jamila sometimes made me think the world was divided into three sorts of people: those who knew what they wanted to do; those (the unhappiest) who never knew what their purpose in life was; and those who found out later on. I was in the last category, I reckoned, which didn't stop me wishing I'd been born into the first.

If you want something badly enough, you make arrangements. If you don't want it badly enough, you make excuses.

But in love each moment is magnified, and every gesture, word and syllable is examined like a speech by the President.

If you get depressed, you can be stuck for months; if you have an analyst, you at least have a chance of getting out of it faster.

Harvey [Weinstein] didn't want to release [MY SON THE FANATIC]; he held it for two years because he wanted a happy ending, although I don't know what that means. Does that mean the taxi driver leaves his wife or doesn't leave his wife? I think it has a happy ending.