I’m not sure. But – unless I’m struggling with the darkness within – I like to sustain the illusion that death is actually much further from me than it really is.

Honest dishonesty. That’s quite the oxymoron – but I like the originality that you’ve brought to bear in the art of rationalization. Maybe you should consider becoming a lawyer, ” he added jokingly.

It will all work out, Inas. You come from a long line of survivors and strong women. So everything will be fine in the end. And we are always with you in spirit, to guide you and love you.

Compartmentalization is an unconscious psychological defense mechanism employed to avoid cognitive dissonance.

Sometimes violence is necessary to prevent even more violence, ” I concluded, almost as if it were an epiphany.

Because in the end, we die. It’s like Chekhov observed in so many of his plays: ‘in two hundred years, no one will even know we were here.

Don’t invite envy to your house – you never know who will show up, ” she used to warn me.

All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.” (Edmund Burke)

Isn’t it better just to make your own money, and then spend it how and when you want, and with dignity?

So if you choose me, then you have declared me more special to you than anyone else, because only one man can have that honor.

A winner is not someone who wins. It's someone who tries and isn't afraid to lose.

Life isn't easy but if you don't try to improve it then it'll just get worse and worse till your no longer living.

Talking in one language and talking in another, I think inevitably, produce two different personalities, as far as I've seen in other people. I assume it does the same for me.

I think my best work has been in France with great men. It's been my great fortune to work with really great men - with Olivier Assayas, Raoul Ruiz, Jacques Rivette. I am tutored by them.

I'm not a guy who sees the desire to transform with each part; I'm not a piece of clay.

If the media didn't know I played chess, there'd be no angle on me at all.

God is always near us. Always for us. Always in us.

Through the sunset of hope, Like the shapes of a dream, What paradise islands of glory gleam!

I'm all done with hating you. It's all washed out of me. I hate people hard, but I don't hate them very long.

The struggle comes when we sense a gap between the clock and the compass - when what we do doesn't contribute to what is most important in our lives.