This was the first time he had seriously confronted what he was doing, and the force of that awareness came very abruptly - with a surging of his pulse and a frantic pounding in his head. He was about to gamble his life on that table, and the insanity of that risk filled him with a kind of awe.

I had made an empirical discovery and it carried all the weight of a mathematical proof.

To tell you the truth, I'm not unhappy about it. I'm not even sure that I like the idea of adapting novels into films. It's very difficult to do, and it usually doesn't work. There are exceptions, but generally speaking, one feels disappointed with the result.

As long as there's one person to believe it, there's no story that can't be true.

In Invisible there's a lot about childhood, the death of the brother and then the relationship between the brother and sister.

It's a mind going over things, revisiting things, maybe trying to refine the original perception. You have to keep going a thing over in order to make sense off it.

There's hope for everyone. That's what makes the world go round.