“It's all so beautiful . . . the spring . . . and books and music and fires. . . . Why aren't they enough?”

“He would have enough money...for a family that would fill his house with beautiful music and the silence of good books.”

“O, beauty aren't you enough?”

“It's all a joke! Everything anybody ever valued or struggled for... it's all a monstrous, demented gag! So why can't you see the funny side? Why aren't you laughing?”

“Music, to me, is the most beautiful form, and I love film because film is very related to music. It moves by you in its own rhythm. It's not like reading a book or looking at a painting. It gives you its own time frame, like music, so they are very connected for me. But music to me is the biggest inspiration. When I get depressed, or anything, I go "think of all the music I haven't even heard yet!" So, it's the one thing. Imagine the world without music. Man, just hand me a gun, will you?”

“It's salt. Why don't you sprinkle some on me, honey? Aren't I just good enough to eat?”