when the time came I would do battle with my mother for the right to sit at the center of my own life.
In the end all collaborations are love stories.
The art of these Fifties movies was in sustaining forever the moment before sex.
We're a machine and we have to be worked in the same way we have to be fed.
If you're speaking of love, you really must include the element of uncertainty - and perhaps it's best approached as the art of constant maintenance.
Our ability to grow is directly proportional to an ability to entertain the uncomfortable.