Matter of fact, the style that people use today, I invented in a way.

Charging a man with murder in this place was like handing out speeding tickets at the Indy 500.

Everybody's a filmmaker today.

I find that screenwriting is at best kind of a hackwork in some ways.

Films are always pretentious. There's nothing more pretentious than a filmmaker.

I may not be the strongest guy or the most well armed, but you can put me in a room with a pencil and a piece of paper and I can kill anybody.

The people that really pass judgment on you really have nothing to do with what you do, usually.

I felt that the Star Wars series became very pretentious as time went on. Just heavy and leaden.

Most artists think they're frauds anyway.

I mean, the old film critics just excoriated me.

I suppose when I started out I would have liked to have been the darling of critics or something, but everybody wants to be loved and admired.

My thoughts and actions made me who I am.

Every major technological innovation propels humanity forward to the point of no return.

I am too much of an imitator to be a true writer.

I mentioned charter schools, and experimenting with our school system, to make it work. I think that's something we really have to pay attention to.

Never say never. I myself say no to things, and then I wear them. So, I'm now kind of sticking to the rule that there are no rules. Everything eventually comes back.

Learn by doing or even better unlearn by doing. The opposite of what you learned.

The dividend I get [from my compulsion] is the freedom to be totally disorderly in my dreamworld.

The close relationship between politics and economics is neither neutral nor coincidental. Large governments evolve through history in order to protect large accumulations of property and wealth.

Lessons taught but never learned, all around us anger burns. Guide the future by the past. Long ago the mould was cast.

So soon as this want or power [of love] is dead, man becomes the living sepulchre of himself, and what yet survives is the mere husk of what once he was.