And may the best of you - for it will only be the best of you, and even then only in the rarest and briefest moments - succeed in framing that most basic of questions, 'how do we live?'

Failure's a natural part of life.

I've permitted myself to learn and to fail with some regularity. And that is probably the one thing I was given, and that I'm still grateful for.

Nothing you do particularly matters. But I'm not sure that's a great excuse for doing it poorly.

I don't have a saviour or a royal family.

Art is not disposable. If you want it, you have to hold it and smell it and touch it and read the credits and enjoy it and put it on your wall.

Imagine how asleep or utterly unperceptive and clueless you would have to be not to see yourself as absurd for the most part.

I'd hate to see any film I'm involved in fail, especially artistically but also business-wise.

I think 1973 was the nadir of fashion. When you watch the coverage from that era, you're struck by the astonishing ugliness of the clothes.

It's not a gift of mine, but one given to me, to be able to criticise myself and not be crushed, by myself or by others.

Scary monsters are like Hula Hoops. They come in and out of fashion.

Do you ever get a panicky feeling that nobody cares if you live or die? (A husband will often care decisively, one way or another.)

Self-reliance and self-learning are your greatest assets.

Pleasure and pain, the good and the bad, are so intermixed that we can not shun the one without depriving ourselves of the other.

If you reject the food, ignore the customs, fear the religion and avoid the people, you might better stay home.

If we want our regulators to do better, we have to embrace a simple idea: regulation isn't an obstacle to thriving free markets; it's a vital part of them.

It is desperately important to remember when enough is enough, when you've finished the scene.

God is to creation as silence is to sound.

Capital which overreaches for profits; labor which overreaches for wages, or a public which overreaches for bargains will all destroy such other. There is no salvation for us on that road.

I'm losing control."-Brittany Mamacita, I've already lost it."-Alex

The wars come and go in blood and tears; but whether they are bad wars, or what are comically called good wars, they are of one effect in death and sorrow.