Juliette Binoche // "In order to create, the need to express has to be bigger than the fear."
Keith Richards // "If you say I'm great, thank you very much. But I know what I am. I could be better, man, you know?"
Jack Kerouac // "I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down."
Elizabeth Taylor // "I found quite early on that...I did my best work by being guided, not by being forced. And I suppose that really is just the child in me, wanting to be allowed to grow and develop at my instinctual sort of pace."
David Bowie // "I suspect that dreams are an integral part of existence, with far more use for us than we've made of them... The fine line between the dream state and reality is at times, for me, quite grey."
Carl Sagan // "Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every 'superstar,' every 'supreme leader,' every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there, on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam."
Robert De Niro // "Be in the moment. Period. Just be there. Because if you get all like, 'Oh I got to do this big thing.' It just never works. It just doesn't work. You've just got to let go. If it happens, it happens. If it doesn't, it doesn't. Whatever you do is ok, just be truthful, honest, real, and that's all you can ask for."
David Lynch // "New mysteries. New day. Fresh doughnuts."
Haruki Murakami // "Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones... And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood... And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about."