The World Today Doesn't Please Me.

My Soul Is Not My Own Any More. I Cannot Live Like I Want To. I Am Going To Give Up Films.

I Wanted To Be Myself. Only Myself.

On The Outside One Is A Star. But In Reality, One Is Completely Alone, Doubting Everything. To Experience This Loneliness Of Soul Is The Hardest Thing In The World.

The Myth Of Bardot Is Finished, But Brigitte Is Me.

It Is Sad To Grow Old But Nice To Ripen.