The Work Of The Director Is The

We Must Have A Pie. Stress Cannot Exist In The Presence Of A Pie.

You Know, I Once Read An Interesting Book Which Said That, Uh, Most People Lost In The Wilds, They, They Die Of Shame. Yeah, See, They Die Of Shame. 'what Did I Do Wrong? How Could I Have Gotten Myself Into This?' And So They Sit There And They... Die. Because They Didn't Do The One Thing That Would Save Their Lives. Thinking.

I Always Thought The Real Violence In Hollywood Isn't What's On The Screen. It's What You Have To Do To Raise The Money.

The Mind Is A Mill Which Can Incessant Turn, 'til Its Mere Operation Focus The Stress Inward And The Stones Grind Themselves To Dust.

It Is To A Dramatist, Which Is To Say, To An Unfrocked Psychoanalyst, Stunning That That Which Has Sustained The Left In My Generation, Its Avatar, Its Prime Issue, Has Been Abortion. For, Whether Or Not It Is Regarded As A Woman's Right, An Unfortunate Necessity, Or Murder, Which Is To Say, Irrespective Of Differing And Legitimate Political Views, To Enshrine It As The Most Important Test Of The Liberal, Is, Mythologically, An Assertion To The Ultimate Right Of A Postreligious Paganism.