[My son] will have a fairly stable future. Not one where the schoolyard talk is whose father grossed $8 million on his last picture.

I remember my son wanted to go to bed with his cowboy boots on, and we had this fight for like an hour. Then I realized that the only good reason I had for him not to do it is because I didn't want him to. There was really no other reason. And finally I said, "OK, fine." It was a great victory for me, because I realized it doesn't really matter.

He gave life to the breath- oxygen, a simple gas, he transferred into words, ideas, hope.

I find as long as I acknowledge the truth of something, then that's it. I know what it is and then I can operate. But if I overestimate the downside of something or the challenge of something and I get too obsessed about the difficulty of it, then I don't leave enough room to be open to the upside, the possibility.

I think there's a God and I know it's not me. I don't have a set of tenets, but I live an ethical life.

Don't spend a lot of time imagining the worst-case scenario. It rarely goes down as you imagine it will, and if by some fluke it does, you will have lived it twice.

I can't be smug, because I know that you can lose anything at any point. And I can't be angry, because I haven't lost it.