Woman, I’m trying to fight here! Or has that escaped your attention?

What’s the difference between a trip and a journey?" "Narnie, my love, when we get there, you’ll understand.

What do you want from me?" he asks. What I want from every person in my life, I want to tell him. More.

Hold my hand because I might disappear.

But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can't forgive yourself for.

Do you think people have noticed that I'm around?" "I notice when you're not. Does that count?

No," I say, looking up at Griggs. "It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else." And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life.

The truth doesn't set you free, you know. It makes you feel awkward and embarrassed and defenseless and red in the face and horrified and petrified and vulnerable.

I think if I'm ever asked to recall what Year 12 was all about, I'll remember it as one big cappuccino experience.

It's like you have a plan and someone comes along and makes you want to change it all, but you still like your first plan, no matter how fantastic the second one makes you feel.

Maybe memories should be left the way they are.

From the lowest animals of which we can affirm intelligence up to man this type of intellect is found.

I wish I was told to look after my teeth when I was younger. My smile is really important to me and one of my biggest assets, so I'm very conscious that I need to keep it in top condition.

There may be some sins of which a man cannot speak, but there is no sin which the blood of Christ cannot wash away.

The danger of the past was that men became slaves. The danger of the future is that man may become robots.

My work is basically images set to my particular voice. It's the way the images rhyme and the rhythm. It's a way of economical storytelling for me.

Hungry bellies have no ears. [Fr., La ventre affame n'point d'oreilles.]

I think often in film we limit our imaginations a little - well, quite a lot, actually things get quite formulaic.

Music should be like making love. Sometimes you want it soft and tender, another time you want it hard and aggressive.

We must play as if there are no more games, no more tomorrows.

For the soundest of evolutionary reasons man appears at his best when times are worst.