The Cinema Is Death At Work.

After The Writer's Death, Reading His Journal Is Like Receiving A Long Letter.

When A Work Appears To Be Ahead Of Its Time, It Is Only The Time That Is Behind The Work.

One Of The Characteristics Of The Dream Is That Nothing Surprises Us In It. With No Regret, We Agree To Live In It With Strangers, Completely Cut Off From Our Habits And Friends.

My Only Politics Have Been Friendship.

The Joy Of The Young Is To Disobey