CLEMENTINE: This is it, Joel. It’s going to be gone soon.JOEL: I know.CLEMENTINE: What do we do?JOEL: Enjoy it.
There really is only one ending to any story. Human life ends in death. Until then, it keeps going and gets complicated and there’s loss. Everything involves loss; every relationship ends in one way or another.
I’m not a concept. Too many guys think I’m a concept or I complete them or I’m going to ‘make them alive’…but I’m just a fucked up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind. Don’t assign me yours.
You and I share the same DNA.Is there anything more lonely than that?
Constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating.
I’m not into extreme sports or something. I just live a quiet life.
I’ve had to deal, a lot, with my own sense of intimidation at meeting famous people – especially actors, but really any famous people.
When I’m writing, I’m trying to immerse myself in the chaos of an emotional experience, rather than separate myself from it and look back at it from a distance with clarity and tell it as a story. Because that’s how life is lived, you know?
I do like escapism. I like going to the movies on a Friday night and seeing something fun.
I really don’t have any solutions and I don’t like movies that do.
As a writer, or as a filmmaker, you have to present yourself, and part of what yourself is is what you’re interested in, or what you think is funny, or what you think is sad, or what you think is horrible.