We Make Each Other Alive; It Doesn’t

I Am So 100 Percent Swedish... Someone Has Said A Swede Is Like A Bottle Of Ketchup - Nothing And Nothing And Then All At Once - Splat. I Think I'm A Little Like That.

This Damned Ranting About Doom. Is That Food For The Minds Of Modern People? Do They Really Expect Us To Take Them Seriously?

There's Always A Tension In Me Between My Urge To Destroy And My Will To Live... Every Morning I Wake Up With A New Wrath, A New Suspiciousness, A New Desire To Live.

People Ask What Are My Intentions With My Films - My Aims. It Is A Difficult And Dangerous Question, And I Usually Give An Evasive Answer.

Say Anything You Want Against The Seventh Seal. My Fear Of Death - This Infantile Fixation Of Mine - Was, At That Moment, Overwhelming. I Felt Myself In Contact With Death Day And Night, And My Fear Was Tremendous. When I Finished The Picture, My Fear Went Away. I Have The Feeling Simply Of Having Painted A Canvas In An Enormous Hurry - With Enormous Pretension But Without Any Arrogance. I Said, 'here Is A Painting; Take It, Please.'