The culture of independent film criticism has totally gone down the drain and this seems to come with the territory of the consumer age that we are now living in.

I'm getting a little bored by the juxtaposition of American and other cinema. I no longer think this division is as true as it might have been in the 1980s, or the early part of the 90s.

Without dreams, there can be no courage. And without courage, there can be no action.

Take opera for example - to go to the opera you have to dress up in a tuxedo and pay lots of money.

My advice is, don't spend money on therapy. Spend it in a record store.

Every photo, every 'ONCE' in time is also the beginning of a story starting 'once upon a time...' Every photo is the first frame of a movie.

Film is a very, very powerful medium. It can either confirm the idea that things are wonderful the way they are, or it can reinforce the conception that things can be changed.

The more opinions you have, the less you see.

I think sometimes you have to just imagine something that looks pretty impossible. By imagining something that is impossible, automatically you wish you could make it possible.

For years all I seemed to be doing was lobbying politicians and others to persuade them that European culture needed movies, and that we had to protect it.

Photographs put time into such a perspective. They humble us and our selfish memories.

Memory is this, not the target dead on centerbut the hurt unwept.

A smile becomes you or perhaps you become you when you smile.

On October thirteenth, twenty sixteen.My operations were out of order, but I never gave up.I have a Math brain

Like winds and sunsets, wild things were taken for granted until progress began to do away with them

The job of the baby is to learn.

Talent without discipline is like an octopus on roller skates

What nature does in the course of long periods we do every day when we suddenly change the environment in which some species of living plant is situated.

All men are alike. If you ask any American man, 'How are you?' he'll answer 'Fine,' even if his mother just had a heart attack.

We have our own little heartbeat, too. We already have what I would call polyrhythms going on.

Use me as an example of an instrument of change.