People make films for different reasons. For money. Or, they make them because something in them demands artistic expression. I do it because I enjoy the work.

I don't know what I'm doing, but my incompetence has never stopped my enthusiasm.

My ex-wife was a philosophy major at NYU. Yeah, she and I used to have deep philosophical discussions where she would prove that I didn't exist.

There's nothing sexier than a lapsed Catholic.

I want to return to the womb, anyone's.

I hate reality but it's still the best place to get a good steak.

Figures tell us there are already more people on earth than we need to move even the heaviest piano.