Khalil Gibran

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

What difference is there between us, save a restless dream that follows my soul but fears to come near you?

I'm a big action junkie. I grew up on the '80s action movies - the bad ones and the good ones.

It's an ear job, not an eye job.

I'm interested in the psychological exploration of human nature, and it just happens to come in the form of film-making.