I Try To Present Something That Is

There Are Too Many Ideas And Things And People. Too Many Directions To Go. I Was Starting To Believe The Reason It Matters To Care Passionately About Something, Is That It Whittles The World Down To A More Manageable Size.

I Will Be Dying And So Will You, And So Will Everyone Here. That's What I Want To Explore. We're All Hurtling Towards Death, Yet Here We Are For The Moment, Alive. Each Of Us Knowing We're Going To Die, Each Of Us Secretly Believing We Won't.

I Hate A Movie That Will End By Telling You That The First Thing You Should Do Is Learn To Love Yourself. That Is So Insulting And Condescending, And So Meaningless. My Characters Don't Learn To Love Each Other Or Themselves.

The Sad Thing About Working On A Movie Is That You Can Never See The Movie.

You And I Share The Same Dna. Is There Anything More Lonely Than That?