Film Will Only Became An Art When

Artists Can No More Speak About Their Work, Than Plants Can Speak About Horticulture.

Every Poem Is A Coat Of Arms. It Must Be Deciphered. How Much Blood, How Many Tears In Exchange For These Axes, These Muzzles, These Unicorns, These Torches, These Towers, These Martlets, These Seedlings Of Stars And These Fields Of Blue!

There's No Such Thing As Love; Only Proof Of Love.

Tact In Audacity Is Knowing How Far You Can Go Without Going Too Far.

We Must Believe In Luck. For How Else Can We Explain The Success Of Those We Don't Like?