Often it's true that films just go right through us. You see the film, you might be entertained, and if it's not a great film, it loses its power very quickly. I think even simply acceptable books stay with us a lot longer.

The pictures do not lie, but neither do they tell the whole story. They are merely a record of time passing, the outward evidence.

I thought I was terrible [to play a cameo] and decided never to act again.

People who don't like my work say that the connections seem too arbitrary. But that's how life is.

Just think it, and chances are it will happen.

Bodies count, of course - they count more than we're willing to admit - but we don't fall in love with bodies, we fall in love with each other. We all know that, but the moment we go beyond a catalogue of surface qualities and appearances, words begin to fail us, to crumble apart in mystical confusions and cloudy, unsubstantial metaphors.

The story is not in the words; it's in the struggle.