If there ever was an 'America's team,' it would be itty-bitty, little Green Bay, stuck way up there somewhere, owned by the salt-of-the-Earth citizens themselves.
I believe that people should take pride in what they do, even if it is scorned or misunderstood by the public at large.
A lot of people have no access to beauty. When I was growing up, my mother had only a few pretty things to look at.
Help me by whatever you are pleased to do in your provinces.
The great fights with your strongest rivals are always the biggest motivation. When you win easily it's not the same taste.
We are like petri dishes, where we can innovate, but we want to do it carefully and thoughtfully.
Politics is still the No. 1 sport in town and the scoreboard shows the U.S. attorney's office leading.
My mother said to me, 'If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope.' Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.
If there is a magic in story writing, and I am convinced there is, no one has ever been able to reduce it to a recipe that can be passed from one person to another.
Most people stand in the same place until it becomes dangerous to stay there. Then they act. Exceptional people act today to write their story.
Faith for those few that are chosen even though many are called. Elohim meant it for everybody to enter but they dare not walk through the narrow difficulty, so they give into lifes delicacies that can't fulfill and leads to misery and slavery.
Everybody knows how fallible memory can sometimes be. You remember certain fragments precisely, but as soon as you try to join the fragments together, for a story, there is a certain - not falsification, but a shifting.
I learned some big lessons on my first film, a horror film which was never released in the U.S., even though we sold it to Harvey Weinstein for a lot of money.
Efforts and courage are not enough without purpose and direction.
How does one kill fear, I wonder? How do you shoot a spectre through the heart, slash off its spectral head, take it by its spectral throat?
Sarcasm I now see to be, in general, the language of the devil; for which reason I have long since as good as renounced it.