When a thought hurts, that’s the signal that it isn’t true.
I was terrible at straight items. When I wrote obituaries, my mother said the only thing I ever got them to do was die in alphabetical order.
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, 'I used everything you gave me'.
Sometimes I can't figure designers out. It's as if they flunked human anatomy.
Time. It hangs heavy for the bored, eludes the busy, flies by the for young, and runs out for the aged.
I don't think women outlive men, Doctor. It only seems longer.
If I had my life to live over again, I would have waxed less and listened more. . . . I would have cried and laughed less while watching television. . . and more while watching real life. . . . But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute of it. . . look at it and really see it. . . try it on. . . live it. . . exhaust it. . . and never give the minute back until there was nothing left of it.
We like nonfiction, and we live in fictitious times.
I like to work with artists from around the world. There are so many new inspiring filmmakers. I had the privilege recently to work with Ethiopian filmmaker Zeresenay Mehari and his wife on the film Difret. They are that unique balance of very thoughtful conscious filmmakers who are also brilliant, original artists.
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.
Lord of the far horizons, Give us the eyes to see Over the verge of the sundown The beauty that is to be.