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Once, I Took A Taxi. I Hate Those Limousines. They Stink And Their Drivers Have Been Driving Dead People To The Cemeteries.

At Sixteen I Get Drafted. When I Read The Draft Notice, I Cry. Not Because I'm A Coward - I'm Not Afraid Of Anyone. But I Don't Want To Kill Or Be Killed.

Whenever I Was With A Woman, I Always Sort Of Want Another One. So There Was Always Another One. I Can't Explain This, But It Means That These Women, They Were Not Sharing My Solitude.

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.

The Flamenco Of The Gypsy Has Nothing To Do With The Flamenco For Tourists. Real Flamenco Is Like Sex.