Louisiana is a fresh-air mental asylum.

When people make a contract with the devil and give him an air-conditioned office to work in, he doesn't go back home easily.

Humility is not a virtue in a writer, it is an absolute necessity.

But perhaps age has taught me that the earth is still new, molten at the core and still forming, that black leaves in the winter forest will crawl with life in the spring, that our story is ongoing and it is indeed a crime to allow the heart's energies to dissipate with the fading of light on the horizon.

Age is a clever thief. It takes a little from you each day, so you're not aware of your loss until it'd irreversible.

There is no higher form of artistic expression then film

If we break promises to God, shouldn't we be allowed an occasional violation of our word to our friends and superiors?