“Like all great stories it started with a kiss and ended with a long and slow goodbye that went silent – in the end.”

For the souls who slightly push our universes towards a new perspective. – Gratitude.

How the feeling of never being good enough rarely ever wears off her chest.

Our darkest days were probably infused by the patterns we once needed to protect ourselves. – burden.

What ever I want from this day on, I have to let it go.

When she holds me close to her chest – her heart speaks to me.

Our darkest days were probably infused by the patterns we once needed to protect ourselves. – burden.

As long as we keep on reminding ourselves how far we have come. – We’ll be okay.

She knew exactly where she needed to be.

These stones In her pockets, the dime of her – compassion.

The intimate conversation adores her. – sincere.

When she shines, she shines bright. Radiant I suppose. Kind for kindness, she lights up to be seen.

She knew exactly where she needed to be.

When she holds me close to her chest – her heart speaks to me.

Even her smallest steps are a part of something – tremendous.

Lets walk along side the rain and try not to look for shelter this time.

What if we are all here to complement one another. – Kind.

Maybe not this year or the next but one day they’d end up married. In this lifetime and every one after it. Just knowing that I’d get to watch them find each other and fall in love in every life made me smile.

Everybody knows that I am not usually patient enough to actually sit down and watch one of my own films from the beginning to the end – I never do.

Some relationships don’t end well, but you will learn love from everything.

I do believe that a film like Ten could never have been made with a 35mm camera. The first part of the film lasts 17 minutes, and by the end of that part, the kid has totally forgotten the camera.

I have a picture from the end of the shoot, and in it I have lost all my hair.

I see something, find it marvelous, want to try and do it. Whether it fails or whether it comes off in the end becomes secondary. So long as I’ve learned something about why.

I have nothing to offer you, but an endless love and a handful of dreams.

For anybody who’s ever been on the other end of, like, racial violence logic is not something that can be used.