I still work really hard, but I like to think I'm a little smarter about at least the type of movie I'm getting into.

I felt, implicitly, or not so implicitly, that subjects about women and other races were out of my jurisdiction as a creator. That if I moved too far from my own experience, and my own established identity, I would be criticized for taking even more of those wedding pies from others.

I think it helps the writers to sell their books, if they announce my attachment, but it doesn't mean that I'm going to make the movies in the next year, or two, or three.

Everyone pretends to be normal and be your best friend, but underneath, everyone is living some other life you don't know about, and if only we had a camera on us at all times, we could go and watch each other's tapes and find out what each of us was really like.

The wind came in languid gusts like whispered reminders.

Sometimes it is painful to be oneself; at other times it seems impossible to escape oneself.

The hair is really a way to push me even farther out of just what people know me for. I don't really know what people know me for.