There comes a time when you realize that everything is a dream, and only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real.

Lots of scripts are written and not made, even scripts that people want to make.

I'd given up everything to be a writer, and if I didn't then go on to do that - to write - then I didn't know what would happen to me.

ONE OF THE LAST GREAT REALIZATIONS is that life will not be what you dreamed.

There is no complete life. There are only fragments. We are born to have nothing, to have it pour through our hands. And yet, this pouring, this flood of encounters, struggles, dreams...

Women fall in love when they get to know you. Men are just the opposite. When they finally know you they're ready to leave

I don't hold myself dictated to by what everyone is saying, by the tabloids or popular opinion. I don't like bourgeois values. I say you find your own way to live.