I Am Conscious About Myself And Everything,

To Shoot A Film Is To Organize An Entire Universe.

There's Always A Tension In Me Between My Urge To Destroy And My Will To Live... Every Morning I Wake Up With A New Wrath, A New Suspiciousness, A New Desire To Live.

I Am Very Much Aware Of My Own Double Self... The Well-known One Is Very Under Control; Everything Is Planned And Very Secure. The Unknown One Can Be Very Unpleasant. I Think This Side Is Responsible For All The Creative Work - He Is In Touch With The Child.

I Want To Confess As Best I Can, But My Heart Is Void. The Void Is A Mirror. I See My Face And Feel Loathing And Horror. My Indifference To Men Has Shut Me Out. I Live Now In A World Of Ghosts, A Prisoner In My Dreams.

When Film Is Not A Document, It Is Dream. That Is Why Tarkovsky Is The Greatest Of Them All. He Moves With Such Naturalness In The Room Of Dreams. He Doesn't Explain. What Should He Explain Anyhow? He Is A Spectator, Capable Of Staging His Visions In The Most Unwieldy But, In A Way, The Most Willing Of Media. All My Life I Have Hammered On The Doors Of The Rooms In Which He Moves So Naturally. Only A Few Times Have I Managed To Creep Inside. Most Of My Conscious Efforts Have Ended In Embarrassing Failure - The Serpent's Egg, The Touch, Face To Face And So On.