Let us see rather that like Janus—or better, like Yama, the Brahmin god of death—religion has two faces, one very friendly, one very gloomy...

I'm a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.

This is the thing: people think that magic doesn't exist, but it does, all the time. We use spells every day: the spell of forgiveness, the spell of thanks.

Even if the job you’re assigned is not to your liking, a Matelon will see it done.

We both wanted to know each other's secrets, and we both wanted the other person to go first.

My heart was on the verge, if not of explosion than of collapse, hurtling to an inward oblivion, sucking down with it the very ground I stood on.

We are the next we.

All the things I really like to do are either immoral illegal or fattening.

If you can't test it, don't build it. If you don't test it, rip it out.

The refusal to be committed and the attitude of indifference can in fact never be neutral.

I don't like to plan anything ever because it never seems to work. I'm just really...let's just get this film out and see how this one does.