No More Rhymes Now I Mean It!”

Writing Is Finally About One Thing: Going Into A Room Alone And Doing It. Putting Words On Paper That Have Never Been There In Quite That Way Before. And Although You Are Physically By Yourself, The Haunting Demon Never Leaves You, That Demon Being The Knowledge Of Your Own Terrible Limitations, Your Hopeless Inadequacy, The Impossibility Of Ever Getting It Right. No Matter How Diamond-bright Your Ideas Are Dancing In Your Brain, On Paper They Are Earthbound.

As Far As The Filmmaking Process Is Concerned, Stars Are Essentially Worthless - And Absolutely Essential.

Never Argue With Your Wife About Hostility When She's A Certified Freudian.

Everyone Had Told Her, Since She Became A Princess-in-training, That She Was Very Likely The Most Beautiful Woman In The World. Now She Was Going To Be The Richest And The Most Powerful As Well. Don't Expect Too Much From Life, Buttercup Told Herself As She Rode Along. Learn To Be Satisfied With What You Have.

I Write Out Of Revenge.