I looked at myself in that window, oblivious to all the people around me and I stared and smiled that particular smile. You know that smile that seems to knock you and tell you how pathetic you are? That's the smile I was smiling.

People have defining moments, i suppose, especially when they're children.

I'd been in love with her for years. I never left this suburban town. I didn't go to university. I went to Audrey.

All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.

He was waving. "Saukerl," she laughed, and as she held up her hand, she knew completely that he was simultaneously calling her a Saumensch. I think that's as close to love as eleven-year-olds can get.

I think, as the writer, you're always going to mourn something [left out of a film]. But you also just want to know there's a good reason for it being left out. On the whole, you want to give something to somebody creative. The worst thing you can do is say, "Here, be creative, but do it like I want you to do it." I was always very mindful of that.

It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.