They say love and hate are closely tied, that they can turn at a moment’s notice.

I felt as though my mind and heart had been dragged through a thicket of rose bushes and caught on every little thorn.

Secrets, once spoken, have a way of running away from you. They cannot be gathered in again.

I’d rather go and make my own way than have it decided for me.

Love? Love is like holding water in your hands. You might have it for a time, but it escapes, leaving you with nothing.

Mark my word, the day is coming when it’s going to cost to live for Jesus Christ. We are, more and more, a minority, and that’s exactly what it was like in the first century.

A book, too, can be a star 'explosive material, capable of stirring up fresh life endlessly.

No argument can persuade me to like oysters if I do not like them. In other words, the disturbing thing about matters of taste is that they are not communicable.

Making art is an act of faith.

Every person I've ever met always thinks their parents are weird.

Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working.

I was asked to do a reading of 'G.B.F.' and I loved the script. I thought it was one of the most amazing things I'd read, but it took a year to get a green light for production.

Unbounded morality ultimately becomes counterproductive even in terms of the same moral principles being sought. The law of diminishing returns applies to morality.

A fickle and changeful thing is a woman ever.

The head of a ship however has not always an immediate relation to her name, at least in the British navy.