“The last day of your life is still going to be a day.”

Movies are only the result of where we are as human beings.

And the people doing them don’t even know each other, or know each other under pressure, or know each other when things are really

When I talk about drugs and alcohol, I’m talking about sex addiction, gambling addiction, eating addiction, throwing-up addiction. I’m not talking about mental illness.

My job is going to be to direct the film – I’m going to do it. And that’s where my job ends.

The world is constantly changing. You’re constantly learning and you have to be willing to get off your mark

Listen, anybody who has a film festival has the right to show what they want.

No one can stop me from talking about my movie.

It’s funny, the hardest thing to do is to make something look like it’s fast, loose and improvised, and get somebody to laugh.

Even if you’re a poet sitting in your room writing a poem, you’re still in the world

My grandfather lived to be 96 years old. He was born in a town outside of Salerno in Southern Italy.

My existence is about making movies, so I’ve just got to rock and roll with the punches.

But I’m never gonna get to a point in my life where what it costs to shoot a movie is going to determine what it is.

My life is proof that I don’t need you to do what I do. If there’s no one to see it, I’ll watch it.

Making money is not gonna change anything about what I am, except I won’t answer the door.

The more you get into any religion, it becomes the same. It really becomes how you treat other people and how you get outside yourself.

Certain actors wanna get paid, they think working in a low-budget movie is being ripped off. But for others it’s like, ‘Yes, let’s do it.’

In public affairs men are often better pleased that the truth, though known to everybody, should be wrapped up under a decent cover than if it were exposed in open daylight to the eyes of all the world.

If the days knew where you went it would not have become winter so soon, Nor the cold that freezes my hands would have tasted so much of longing for you.

One day at a time either you can be what people want you to be, or to be who you are.

The sky is blue for most of the day but it never gives up even for a single day.

Two showers a day and I’m still a thousand more from washing you away.

There is a wild in you which thrives in places and on days, when, even the sun in you couldn’t survive.

Baby we are not getting older each day we live our new versions and the new has no age.

I love the days when the earth smiles back.