Fall is my favorite season in Los Angeles watching the birds change color and fall from the trees.

Human beings are the only animal that thinks they change who they are simply by moving to a different place. Birds migrate but it's not quite the same thing.

There's an unseen force which lets birds know when you've just washed your car.

We have an uncanny ability to make birds do what we want them to do. In Blood Simple there's a shot from the bumper of a car and it's going up this road and a huge flock of birds takes off at the perfect moment.

I spent a lot of money on booze birds and fast cars. The rest I just squandered.

Like dogs in a wheel birds in a cage or squirrels in a chain ambitious men still climb and climb with great labor and incessant anxiety but never reach the top.

Use those talents you have. You will make it. You will give joy to the world. Take this tip from nature: The woods would be a very silent place if no birds sang except those who sang best.

Use what talents you possess the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best.

My father always taught by telling stories about his experiences. His lessons were about morality and art and what insects and birds and human beings had in common. He told me what it meant to be a man and to be a Black man. He taught me about love and responsibility about beauty and how to make gumbo.

Another thing I like to do is sit back and take in nature. To look at the birds listen to their singing go hiking camping and jogging and running walking along the beach playing games and sometimes being alone with the great outdoors. It's very special to me.