It's funny. Maria Elena and I, we are meant for each other and not meant for each other, it's a contradiction.

You make films whether they're dramas or comedies about neurotic people. Flawed people. Interesting personality traits. To make them about calm, stable untroubled people isn't interesting.

The only love that lasts is unrequited love.

We laughed over it, and Hemingway punched me in the mouth.

I've often felt that life is a hard deal and it's unrelentingly tragic and an uphill fight.

Some men are heterosexual and some men are bisexual and some men don't think about sex at all ... you know, they become lawyers.

I've never been satisfied or even pleased with a film that I've done. I make them, I'm finished, I've never looked at one after. I don't like them because there's a big gap between what you conceive in your mind when you're writing and you don't have to meet the test of reality. You're home, you write and it's funny and beautiful and romantic and dramatic, and then you have to show up on a cold morning, and you don't have enough of this and this goes wrong and you make the wrong choice on something and you screwed up and you can't go back.