I'm always shocked when I get an invitation. People are always shocked when they see me at a party.
Authorities arrest me, release me, and then invite me back to host public events. I think it's interesting.
Travel at its truest is thus an ironic experience, and the best travellers . . . seem to be those able to hold two or three inconsistent ideas in their minds at the same time, or able to regard themselves as at once serious persons and clowns.
But human experience is usually paradoxical, that means incongruous with the phrases of current talk or even current philosophy.
On 'Edge of Tomorrow,' we discovered that movie while we were making it.
In my joy I thrust my hand into the live embers, but quickly drew it out with a cry of pain. How strange, I thought that the same cause should produce such opposite effects.
Heaven is not like flying or swimming, but has something to do with blackness and a strong glare.
I want people to be ecstatic but to cry at the same time.
The eruption of lived pleasure is such that in losing myself I find myself; forgetting that I exist, I realize myself.
Please your eye and plague your heart.
It's pretty gratifying to spend so long to make your first film and then feel like it got a lot of love - that was an incredible feeling. But there's something very distorting about that much attention. It felt like such a double-edged sword.
