People told me I couldn't kill Nicholson, so I cast him in two roles and killed him off twice.

Stick Boy liked Match Girl, He liked her a lot. He liked her cute figure, he thought she was hot. But could a flame ever burn for a match and a stick? It did quite literally; he burned up quick.

I'm gonna go live in a cave, just completely live in my interior world.

I am the shadow on the moon at night/Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.

I get so tired of people saying, 'Oh, you only make fantasy films and this and that', and I'm like, 'Well no, fantasy is reality', that's what Lewis Carroll showed in his work.

But she knows she has a curse on her, a curse she cannot win. For if someone gets too close to her, the pins stick further in.

A lot of things you see as a child remain with you you spend a lot of your life trying to recapture the experience.