The first movie I ever saw was a horror movie. It was Bambi. When that little deer gets caught in a forest fire, I was terrified, but I was also exhilarated.

And she sees that the moonlight is losing its orange glow. It has become buttery, and will soon turn to silver.

There is the Watchmaker Theory that God wound up the universe and let it tick. That may be. or it may be that he takes a hand in things from time to time. But whatever it is, I am sure that there is something out there.

It is the tale, not he who tells it.

Stories are relics, part of an undiscovered pre-existing world.

Any statement beginning with the words 'In truth' is almost always a lie.

I go where the story leads. And, sometimes, it is a little bit outrageous. And I relish that. I sort of want to be as much on the edge as I can.