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Once You Realise That Heroes Die, Everything Becomes That Much More Terrifying.

She Leaned Forward And Kissed Me On The Lips. He Mouth Was Cold, Her Lips Rough From The Winter Wind, And If The Mystics Are Right And We Are Doomed To Repeat Our Squalid Lives Ad Infinitum, At Least I Will Always Return To That Kiss

There Are A Few Moments In Your Life When You Are Truly And Completely Happy, And You Remember To Give Thanks. Even As It Happens You Are Nostalgic For The Moment, You Are Tucking It Away In Your Scrapbook.

‎i Was Cursed With The Pessimism Of Both The Russians And The Jews Two Of The Gloomiest Tribes In The World. Still If There Wasn't Greatness In Me Maybe I Had The Talent To Recognize It In Others Even In The Most Irritating Others.

And I Didn't Grow Up Wanting To Be A Director. I Grew Up Wanting To Be A Writer, So For Me, That Was Always The Goal - To Be A Novelist, Not A Screenwriter. And I Think, Again, If I Didn't Have The Novels, Maybe I'd Be Much More Frustrated By Not Having Directed Yet.