“There’s a black man inside of me just trying to make bail.”

I feel very, very grateful. I’m a lucky guy, you need a lot of luck, and then when the cameras roll, you have to have this group of writers, directors, and actors that just gel, and it seems to literally be happening more and more.

I think as any artist you always want to grow; you always want to get better.

I think that art is still a site for resistance and for the telling of various stories, for validating certain subjectivities we normally overlook. I’m trying to be affective, to suggest changes, and to resist what I feel are the tyrannies of social life on a certain level.

I originally set out to try and save the world, but now I’m not sure I like it enough.

My love is bigger than a Cadillac, I try to show you, but you drive me back.

You always face a bunch of hands trying to stop you from working.

There’s always one more way to do things and that’s your way, and you have a right to try it at least once.

Seriously, I’ve just realized that almost everyone is a fraud, so I try not to feel too bad about it.

You must purge yourself before finding faults in others. When you see a mistake in somebody else, try to find if you are making the same mistake. This is the way to take judgment and to turn it into improvement.

Life’s philosophy, hm… I just say, ‘Do what you do and have fun doing it and try not to be too miserable.’