All Art Is Autobiographical.

Every Time I Start A Picture ... I Feel The Same Fear, The Same Self-doubts . . . And I Have Only One Source On Which I Can Draw, Because It Comes From Within Me.

Regrets Are A Waste Of Time. They're The Past Crippling You In The Present.

There Is No End. There Is No Beginning. There Is Only The Passion Of Life.

If I'm A Cruel Satirist At Least I'm Not A Hyprocrite: I Never Judge What Other People Do. Neither A Politician Nor A Priest, I Never Censor What Others Do. Neither A Philospher Nor A Psychiatrist, I Never Bother Trying To Analyze Or Resolve My Fears And Neuroses.

I Think Television Has Betrayed The Meaning Of Democratic Speech, Adding Visual Chaos To The Confusion Of Voices. What Role Does Silence Have In All This Noise?