Being an artist is a way of saying, I am here, and this is what I stand for.

Part of me longs to do a job where there's not a gray area.

It's an interesting combination: Having a great fear of being alone, and having a desperate need for solitude and the solitary experience. That's always been a tug of war for me.

I already did my coming out about a thousand years ago, back in the stone age.

Normal is not something to aspire to, it's something to get away from.

Being understood is not the most essential thing in life.

I've always had this idea that I wanted movies to make people better not worse.

Love and respect are the most important aspects of parenting, and of all relationships.

Let how you live your life stand for something, no matter how small and incidental it may seem.

Privacy above all else. Some day, in the future, people will look back and remember how beautiful it once was.

Knowing what paint a painter uses or having an understanding of where he was in the history of where he came from doesn't hurt your appreciation of the painting.

I am not sure I can.""Become sure, " said the cat, his eyes flashing green in the firelight. "Once you leap on a boar's back, you can't sheath your claws.

Jacinta never told Penelope that she loved her. The nurse knew that those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.

She stared at the castle. She had actually been summoned to a castle. A week before Christmas.

Old age is by nature rather talkative.

We spend millions of dollars per year supplying more than adequate meals and a Koran to every detainee along with a prayer rug that meets their religious standards.

I can just talk about my world, and people relate to it because it's so familiar to them. It's them, it's not me. They're hearing themselves.

A delicate thought is a flower of the mind.

It's like being in love, discovering your best friend.

The dreadful thing about getting older is you cry at the drop of a hat.

She was actively frightened of imparting confidences, because she feared that they might betray the world of oddness that lived inside her