The story is not in the plot; the plot is in the story.

The greatest happiness for the laborer consists in having an abundant supply of the necessaries of life.

I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it’s just too much. The current’s too strong. They’ve got to let go, drift apart.

The only real freedom is the freedom to imagine.

I'm a firm believer that in order to be successful, you have to be willing to make sacrifices.

The world is full of stories, waiting to be told.