I'll string a fiddle with your guts and make you play it while I dance.

When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.

Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.

I have, of course, been called many other things. Most of them uncouth, although very few were unearned

The world is a mess and I just need to rule it.

Half of seeming clever is keeping your mouth shut at the right times.

It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.

It was wise enough to know itself, and brave enough to be itself, and wild enough to change itself while somehow staying altogether true.

If I seem to wander, if I seem to stray, remember that true stories seldom take the straightest way

There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.

Do not mistake me for my mask. You see light dappling on the water and forget the deep, cold dark beneath.

The one thing we know about the future is that it comes only one day at a time.

I think I liked you better when you were a raging idiot.

I wanted to go to Rome. I got an offer to do an Italian film and I went.

Sometimes I like [being famous], sometimes I don't. I've always been a people watcher. I like to go to malls and just sit, and I can't do that very easily anymore.

Dream study impacts culture. We are put in touch with the inner poet who dreams. We hear our inner, subjective response to the outer world. That helps spiritualize our lives.

Misfortune makes of certain souls a vast desert through which rings the voice of God.

I sleep each night a little better, a little more confidently, because Lyndon Johnson is my president.

The only thing that we have earned at the hands of perfect justice is perfect punishment.

And although Margarita lived in a world that predated Technicolor, she always dreamed of the boy in rich pastels.

To make a low-budget independent is not easy work.