Women have choices, and men have responsibilities.

I can't smell moth balls, I find it too difficult to get their tiny legs apart

I don't really manage my time. I really just wait until I'm inspired to do something. And when I'm inspired to do something, it just happens.

I happened to take a photo, and there was my wife, my dog and my banjo, all in the same shot - and I thought, "Oh, that's like a family portrait right there."

You know when you're telling these little stories? Here's a good idea: have a point. It makes it so much more interesting for the listener!

I just believe that the interesting time in a career is pre-success, what shaped things, how did you get to this point.

For a while, Mirabelle believes there will be a moment when he will cave in and let himself love her, but eventually she lets the idea go. She hits bottom. She dwells in the muck for several months, not depressed exactly, but involved in a mourning that at first she thinks is for Ray but soon realizes is for the loss of her old self.