In the blink of an eye, the fairytales told to children were as real as death and taxes. Vampires, shifters, trolls, demons and creatures of myth, were as real as the air we breathe.

I was out of Hell Fire and my black market dealer was dead.

[T]he more critical lesson I learned that day is still one too many kids never figure out: don't be shy about making a teacher of any willing party who knows what he or she is doing.

I would rather be alone than having a solitary company.

The central government possesses no plan of finding the way out of this blind alley.

Oh my God, no, no chance, no chance. That [kissing her co-stars]s not in my contract!

But when we are following the light, even its extinction is a guide.

Cats can derive their nutrition from the air they breathe until you get the message that the Fish Fin Buffet you put in their bowl three days ago will never be acceptable.

One cannot reflect in streaming water. Only those who know internal peace can give it to others.

A journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step and if that step is the right step, it becomes the last step.

The indefatigable pursuit of an unattainable perfection -even though nothing more than the pounding of an old piano -is what alone gives a meaning to our life on this unavailing star.

I wasn't trying to top Pulp Fiction with Jackie Brown. I wanted to go underneath it and make a more modest character study movie.