Human beings are always going to find interesting ways of making a mess of their lives. It's human nature.

Having kids is the most innately positive thing that anyone can do.

Children give your life a resonance that it can't have without them.

Once you've started a film you don't become a wet noodle. You must have that conflictual interface because you don't know, and they don't know. It's through conflict that you come out with something that might be different, better than either of you thought to begin with.

You know, I think I understand what you're like now. You're very beautiful and you think men are only interested in you because you're beautiful. But you want them to be interested in you because you're you. The problem is, aside from all that beauty, you're not very interesting. You're rude, you're hostile, you're sullen, you're withdrawn... oh, I know- you want someone to look past all that at the real person underneath. But the only reason anyone would bother to look past all that is because you're beautful. Ironic, isn't it? In an odd way you're your own problem.

Dissembling is a common tool of the anger junkie.

I don't have any plugs or tucks but people do what they want. I look at it as mutilation.