The Visionary Is The Only Realist.

I Even See The Cinema Itself As A Woman, With Its Alternation Of Light And Darkness, Of Appearing And Disappearing Images

All Art Is Autobiographical.

Everyone Knows That Time Is Death, That Death Hides In Clocks. Imposing Another Time Powered By The Clock Of The Imagination, However, Can Refuse His Law. Here, Freed Of The Grim Reaper's Scythe, We Learn That Pain Is Knowledge And All Knowledge Pain.

Our Minds Can Shape The Way A Thing Will Be Because We Act According To Our Expectations.

Realism Is A Bad Word. In A Sense Everything Is Realistic. I See No Line Between The Imaginary And The Real.