Compared To A Novel, A Film Is

We Have Roots That Grow Towards Each Other Underground. And When All The Pretty Blossom Has Fallen From Our Branches We Find That We Are One Tree And Not Two.

Beauty Is Precious, You See, And The More Beautiful Something Is, The More Precious It Is; And The More Precious It Is The More It Hurts Us That It Will Fade Away; And The More We Are Hurt By Beauty, The More We Love The World.

Money Has No Religion Except Itself.

Fascism Is Fundamentally And At Bottom An Aesthetic Conception, And . . . It Is Your Function As Creators Of Beautiful Things To Portray With The Greatest Efficacy The Sublime Beauty And Inevitable Reality Of The Fascist Ideal.

The Trouble With Fulfilling Your Ambitions Is You Think You Will Be Transformed Into Some Sort Of Archangel And You're Not. You Still Have To Wash Your Socks.