Where A Beast Would Have Claws, I

I've Solved The Mystery: You Have To Submit Silently. Open Up, Let Go. Let Anything Penetrate You, Even The Most Painful Things. Endure. Bear Up. That's The Magic Key! The Text Comes By Itself, And Its Meaning Shakes The Soul. You Mustn't Let Scar Tissue Form On Your Wounds; You Have To Keep Ripping Them Open In Order To Turn Your Insides Into A Marvelous Instrument That Is Capable Of Anything. All This Has Its Price.

I Didn't Choose Solitude.

I Knew There Were, In Myself, The Souls Of Millions Of People Who Lived Centuries Ago; Not Just People But Animals, Plants, The Elements, Things, Even, Matter. All Of These Exist In Me.

On Working With Director Werner Herzog: I Have To Shoot Without Any Breaks. I Yell At Herzog And Hit Him. I Have To Fight For Every Sequence. I Wish Herzog Would Catch The Plague.

But Words - Words Are Not Enough!