Me Sitting Down For Dinner With Ingmar

If You're Not Failing, You're Not Trying Anything.

Between The Pope And Air Conditioning, I'd Choose Air Conditioning.

I Don't Believe In An Afterlife, But I'm Taking An Extra Pair Of Underwear Just In Case.

The Process Of Making Films Is So Technically Demanding That It's A Distraction. You Don't Spend Your Time Thinking About The Philosophical Content, Which Is Often Very Depressing.

Abysmal Vermin That I Am, I Couldn't Of Course Tell Her That It Was Her Incredible Mother That I Wanted To See Again… I Knew Only As I Drove Through The Cold, Night Autumn Air That Somewhere Freud, Sophocles And Eugene O’neill Were Laughing.