It's Painful To Consider Anything But Writing.

Sometimes, I Think There's A Lack Of Ambition In Me. But Then Sometimes, I Think, No, You Can, Like William Blake Said, You Know, See Heaven In A Grain Of Sand. If You Look Really, Really Closely At A Situation, You Can Find Almost Endless Interest In It.

I Wrote The Novel [room], And Then I Thought, "this Could Work On Film, And I Want To Be The One To Do It." So I Went Ahead And Drafted It.

The Sound Of The Pages Turning Was The Sound Of Magic. The Dry Liquid Feel Of Paper Under Fingertips Was What Magic Felt Like.

It’s Called Mind Over Matter. If We Don’t Mind, It Doesn’t Matter.” When A Bit Of Me Hurts, I Always Mind.

There Are So Many Examples Today Of How The Kind Of Wonderful Zealousness And Unquestioning Loyalty Of Young People Can Be Harnessed By All Sorts Of Insidious Powers.