One Has To Manage Alone As Best

The Demons Are Innumerable, Arrive At The Most Inappropriate Times And Create Panic And Terror. But I Have Learned That If I Can Master The Negative Forces And Harness Them To My Chariot, Then They Can Work To My Advantage. Lilies Often Grow Out Of Carcasses' Arseholes.

First, I Write Down All I Know About The Story, At Length And In Detail. Then I Sink The Iceberg And Let Some Of It Float Up Just A Little.

To Humiliate And Be Humiliated, I Think, Is A Crucial Element In Our Whole Social Structure. It's Not Only The Artist I'm Sorry For. It's Just That I Know Exactly Where He Feels Most Humiliated.

I Want Knowledge. Not Belief. Not Surmise. But Knowledge. I Want God To Put Out His Hand, Show His Face, Speak To Me.

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.