It’s as hard to explain as a sexual proclivity. Some guys like high-heeled shoes. I like horror.

When I was a teenager there was no video in my country. Betamax came to Mexico very slowly.

But I think we are seeing a resurgence of the graphic ghost story like The Others, Devil's Backbone and The Sixth Sense. It is a return to more gothic atmospheric ghost storytelling.

In a world where we are so pragmatic and materialistic, fear is the only emotion that allows even a sophisticated person to believe in something beyond.

You only find yourself when you disobey. Disobedience is the beginning of responsibility, I think.

The butterfly does not look back upon its caterpillar self, either fondly or wistfully; it simply flies on.

If you're not operating on an instinctive level, you're not an artist.... Reason over emotion is bullshit, absolute bullshit... We suffocate ourselves in rules. I find fantasy liberating.

I have a sort of a fetish for insects, clockwork, monsters, dark places, and unborn things

Well, the first thing is that I love monsters, I identify with monsters.

You have to believe the magic to see it.

Night is real. Night is not an absence of light, but in fact, it is daytime that is a brief respite from the looming darkness.

If history starts as a guest list, it has a tendency to end like the memory of a drunken party: misheard, blurred, fragmentary.

I think all males from Detroit have an obsession with cars.

I'm a staunch anti-Castro individual.

Der, die, das, dem, den, des. German's six ways of saying 'the', like six sexual positions you never knew existed. Hey, I just sprung a boner.

Seth [Rogen] and Evan [Goldberg] finally convinced a company to finance the film [ Sausage Party] and Sony to distribute it.

My early films were about self discovery, and films of internal conflict. At that level, they were very personal.

Every man has a rainy corner of his life whence comes foul weather which follows him.

There are souls which fall from heaven like flowers, but ere they bloom are crushed under the foul tread of some brutal hoof.

She was a stranger now, but she'd been a friend once, and that was enough for him.

if you offer wisdom from a third party, it seems less arrogant and more acceptable.