History Is The Propaganda Of The Victors.

Compared To A Novel, A Film Is Like An Economy Pizza Where There Are No Olives, No Ham, No Anchovies, No Mushrooms, And All You’ve Got Is The Dough.

He Gets Into The Habit Of Thinking So Passionately At Night That He Begins To Be Persecuted By Insomnia.

Like Many Men, I Am Not Ashamed To Admit That My Principal Joys Are Domestic. I Love Cooking, And I Love Looking After My Children. Indeed, The Times That I Have With Them Are The Only Ones When I Feel Unconditionally Happy.

Love Itself Is What Is Left Over When Being "in Love" Has Burned Away, And This Is Both An Art And A Fortunate Accident.

The Garden Where You Sit Has Never A Need Of Flowers, For You Are The Blossoms And Only A Fool Or The Blind Would Fail To Know It