One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life is I think to have a happy childhood.
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
Evil is not something superhuman, it's something less than human.
There is nothing more thrilling in this world, I think, than having a child that is yours, and yet is mysteriously a stranger.
When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which never happened.
You know the process of making a documentary is one of discovery, and like writing a story you follow a lead and that leads you to something else, and then by the time you finish the story is nothing like you expected.