I knew everything he did (physically) influenced how he behaved. They couldn't be separated from each other. That was the struggle (for me), trying to get them together.

I don't think Capote knew exactly what he was setting himself up for. He said later if he'd known what was going to happen, he would have driven right through the town like a bat out of hell.

People actually live with their id exposed. They're not good at concealing what's going on inside.

You know the circus performer who spins the plates in the air you know, and he'll spin six or seven plates in the air? Acting sometimes is kind of that guy spinning all those plates in the air but in your head and in your body.

There is no pleasure that I haven't made myself sick on.

No one wants to be pretentious about what they do or take it seriously, because that is just weird.