“A film is its own thing and in an ideal world I think a film should be discovered knowing nothing and nothing should be added to it and nothing should be subtracted from it.”

I started Transcendental Meditation in 1973 and have not missed a single meditation ever since. Twice a day, every day. It has given me effortless access to unlimited reserves of energy, creativity and happiness deep within.

I like darkness and confusion and absurdity, but I like to know that there could be a little door that you could go out into a safe life area of happiness.

Tenderness can be just as abstract as insanity.

Negativity is the enemy of creativity.

There’s always fear of the unknown where there’s mystery.

Black has depth.. you can go into it.. And you start seeing what you’re afraid of. You start seeing what you love, and it becomes like a dream.

I look at the world and I see absurdity all around me. People do strange things constantly, to the point that, for the most part, we manage not to see it. That’s why I love coffee shops and public places – I mean, they’re all out there.

Individual peace is the unit of world peace.

Don’t make a film if it can’t be the film you want to make. It’s a joke, and a sick joke, and it’ll kill you.

It’s so freeing, it’s beautiful in a way, to have a great failure, there’s nowhere to go but up.

Intuition is knowingness, and this field of unbounded knowing, of knowingness, is within every human being. You start tapping into that and it becomes an ocean of solutions.

The only thing that disturbs me is that many psychopaths say they had a very happy childhood.

We’re all like detectives. We want to figure things out. Life, you know, we want to figure out life, and we want to figure out what’s going on, so it’s beautiful. It’s beautiful that people are thinking.

I love seeing people come out of darkness.

The more unknowable the mystery, the more beautiful it is.

This whole world is wild at heart and weird on top.

Remakes are awesome, especially when it honors yet adds a new component or dimension to the original.

For as from the same piece of clay a potter may fashion either a pot or a tile, so the Devil may shape a witch into a wolf or a cat or even a goat, without subtracting from her and without adding to her at all.

I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.

I am eighty years old. There seems to be nothing to add to this statement. I have reached the age of undecorated facts – facts that refuse to be softened by sentiment, or confused by nobility of phrase.

When under the influence of certain (or some) reasons (or causes) (alcohol, war, etc – added Spir here) the low instincts are unbridled (or unrestrained).

Just wonderin’, waitin’, worryin’ about some silly little things, that just don’t add up to nothin’.

My everyday look has definitely become more low maintenance, but accessories are everything.

We add to it every now and then. It includes things like never date a guy whose computer costs more than his car (you’ll never get him to pay attention to you except over instant messages)