The Fact That We Die, That Makes

It's A Lot Harder To Find Fault With The Mundane Details Of Daily Existence When You Really, Really Know On A Cellular Level That You're Going To Go, And That This Moment, Right Now, Is Life. Life Isn't What Happens To You In 20 Years. This Moment, Right Now, Is Your Life.

I Guess In America We're So Sold On This Ideal Of The Perfect, Well-adjusted Family That Is Able To Confront Any Conflict And, With True Love And Understanding, Work Things Through. I'm Sure They Do Exist, But I Never Knew Any Of Them.

The Important Thing Is That He Shook Hands With Us Over The Phone.

There Are Times When I Am Directing, And There Are A Couple Of Moments I Didn't Get The Way I Wanted, But I Know I Still Have Other Angles To Shoot And I Have To Be Done By Noon; I Move On.

It’s Hard To Stay Mad, When There’s So Much Beauty In The World. Sometimes I Feel Like I’m Seeing It All At Once, And It’s Too Much, My Heart Fills Up Like A Balloon That’s About To Burst... And Then I Remember To Relax, And Stop Trying To Hold On To It, And Then It Flows Through Me Like Rain And I Can’t Feel Anything But Gratitude For Every Single Moment Of My Stupid Little Life...