Any Good Movie Is Filled With Secrets.

Being With An Insanely Jealous Person Is Like Being In The Room With A Dead Mammoth.

The Unconscious Is Our Best Collaborator.

Directing Is Mystifying. It's A Long, Long, Skid On An Icy Road, And You Do The Best You Can Trying To Stay On The Road... If You're Still Here When You Come Out Of The Spin, It's A Relief. But You've Got To Have The Terror If You're Going To Do Anything Worthwhile.

Will We Allow The Decline Of Our Language-the Language Of Shakespeare, Shaw And Steinbeck? Will We Abuse Our Precious Gift Of Communication? Will We Bite Our Mother Tongue With The Teeth Of Indifference, Crushing The Taste Buds Of Clarity And, Without Prompt Application Of The Antiseptic Of Education, Causing The Gangrene Of Strained Metaphors? Stand Up, America, And Let Me Hear Your Answer: Ain't No Way, Dude!

I Have Never Understood People Dividing Things Into Dramas And Comedies.