I Liked Truffaut A Lot, I've Felt

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.

I Could Always Live In My Art But Never In My Life

The Older I Become, The More I Think About My Mother.

I Know That I Shall Have Lost To The Jungle If I Take A Weak Moral Standpoint Or Relax My Mental Punctiliousness. I Have Therefore Come To A Certain Belief Which Is Based On Three Powerful Effective Commandments: Thou Shalt Be Entertaining At All Times. Thou Shalt Obey Thy Artistic Conscience At All Times. Thou Shalt Make Each Film As If It Were Thy Last.

We Worked On 'fanny And Alexander' For Seven Months And It Was An Amusing Production. Still, It Was Very Long And Heavy And So Awfully Complicated, .. And When The Premiere Was Over And Everything Went Well, I Thought, 'that's That.' .