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Favourite Directors Change, Like Favorite Authors. I Had A Passion For Gide And Stein And Faulkner. But Now They're No Use To Me Anymore. I've Assimilated Them - So, Enough, They Are A Closed Chapter. This Also Applies To Film Directors.

Sometimes Actors' Mistakes Give Me Ideas I Can Use, Because Mistakes Are Always Sincere, Absolutely Sincere.

I Read Somewhere That Happiness Is Like The Bluebird Of Maeterlinck: Try To Catch It And It Loses Its Color. It's Like Trying To Hold Water In Your Hands. The More You Squeeze It, The More The Water Runs Away.

Everyone Has Understood Me In His Own Way. But I Would Have To Understand Myself First In Order To Judge - And So Far, I Haven't.

I Would Throw Out The Sense Of Nation, "good Breeding," Certain Forms And Ceremonies That Govern Relationships - Perhaps Even Jealousy. We're Not Aware Of All Of Them Yet, Though We Suffer From Them. And They Mislead Us Not Only About Ethics But Also About Aesthetics.