Melancholy Is not, as you conceive, indisposition Of body, but the mind's disease.

You can speak well if your tongue can deliver the message of your heart.

Anybody can direct a picture once they know the fundamentals. Directing is not a mystery, it's not an art. The main thing about directing is: photograph the people's eyes.

I am... a mushroom; On whom the dew of heaven drops now and then.

I didn't show up at the ceremony to collect any of my first three Oscars. Once I went fishing, another time there was a war on, and on another occasion, I remember, I was suddenly taken drunk.

I like, as a director and a spectator, simple, direct, frank films. Nothing disgusts me more than snobbism, mannerism, technical gratuity... and, most of all, intellectualism.

When in doubt, make a western.

Who better than an Irishman can understand the Indians, while still being stirred by tales of the US cavalry?

Love is the tyrant of the heart; it darkens Reason, confounds discretion; deaf to Counsel It runs a headlong course to desperate madness.

To be quite blunt, I make pictures for money, to pay the rent.There are some great artists in the business. I am not one of them.

Tell us, pray, what devil This melancholy is, which can transform Men into monsters.

Emotions don’t interfere in my acting, nor in my life.

I don’t know why it’s not universally acknowledged that looking back is a terrible idea. It only makes going forward that much harder.

We can improve our relationships with others by leaps and bounds if we become encouragers instead of critics.

Since reason is man’s basic means of survival, that which is proper to the life of a rational being is the good; that which negates, opposes or destroys it is the evil.

Science seems to be at war with itself.... Naive realism leads to physics, and physics, if true, shows naive realism to be false. Therefore naive realism, if true, is false; therefore it is false.

We can only be human together.

Fashion is the pursuit of perfection, Style is the acceptance of one's flaws.

As a young person growing up in Washington, D.C., summers were hot, humid and relentless. My friends and I grew more restless and adventurous with every passing year.

Merlin's pants!" shrieked Hermione, jumping up and running from the room. "Merlin's pants?" repeated Ron, looking amused. "She must be really upset.

Every time I make a movie I think that it's going to be my last one, I think that no one is going to show up. I always have this sense that they're all going to fail. I am scared to death.