I Want Knowledge. Not Belief. Not Surmise.

For Me, In Those Days, The Great Question Was: Does God Exist? Or Doesn't God Exist? Can We, By An Attitude Of Faith, Attain To A Sense Of Community And A Better World? Or, If God Doesn't Exist, What Do We Do Then? What Does Our World Look Like Then? In None Of This Was There The Least Political Colour.

Fellini, Kurosawa, And Bunuel Move In The Same Field As Tarkovsky. Antonioni Was On His Way, But Expired, Suffocated By His Own Tediousness.

I Don't Watch My Own Films Very Often. I Become So Jittery And Ready To Cry... And Miserable. I Think It's Awful.

All Of Us Collect Fortunes When We Are Children. A Fortune Of Colors, Of Lights, And Darkness, Of Movement, Of Tensions. Some Of Us Have The Fantastic Chance To Go Back To His Fortune When Grown Up.

Well, We're Grasping For Two Things At Once. Partly For Communion With Others - That's The Deepest Instinct In Us. And Partly, We're Seeking Security. By Constant Communion With Others We Hope We Shall Be Able To Accept The Horrible Fact Of Our Total Solitude.