There goes my summer, I guess.

You always try - you always serve the truth. But again - but the truth is often, you know, is often not necessarily a solid. It can be a liquid... What seems to be true is not necessarily the case when we look at it and we dissect it and take it apart, and we turn it around and we look at it from a different perspective... Whose truth are we talking about, your truth or my truth?

Come on over anyway, John would have loved it.

Sometimes you sup with long spoons.

Is this some city? You go looking for Vermeer and you find William Blake.

At Pixar, we do a million versions of the movie, and every one of them goes through their awkward teenage phase where it's terrible and doesn't make sense, and we just keep working on it.