...sadness is a powerful foe, maybe harder to keep down than happiness...

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and filled myself up with the breeze from the valley. Then I let it out slow so it could get back to its travels, with a little bit of me added to it.

I just loved making words into stories by the sound of my voice.

I was saying the right things, but not the really true things.

...how do you run and play when you feel like there are bricks of the heaviest sadness weighing down every part of your body? How do you laugh and talk when there are no laughs left inside of you?

There is never enough time for fun.

There's more than one way to tell each other things, and there's more than one way to listen, too.

Your heart is a conduit through which the spirit speaks to the mind.

You can not have empty or neutral mind, as long as you work the mind will contain dreams, if you stop working it will contain regrets.

What is the secret of life?’ I asked.‘I forget, ’ said Sandra.‘Protein, ’ the bartender declared. ‘They found something out about protein.‘‘Yeah, ’ said Sandra, ‘that’s it.

Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

There are certain things you don't discuss with Ansel, especially if you don't agree.

And charge it please.

I find it depressing that people think you have to be on drugs to watch [my stuff], that’s a cop out, use your brain, use your imagination.

If you can't laugh at yourself, then how can you laugh at anybody else? I think people see the human side of you when you do that.

I am an avid drinker with a serious bowling problem.

I've lost all my money on these films. They are not commercial. But I'm glad to lose it this way. To have for a souvenir of my life pictures like Umberto D. and The Bicycle Thief.