The Photographer In Blow-up, Who Is Not

Fitzgerald Said A Very Interesting Thing In His Diary; That Human Life Proceeds From The Good To The Less Good - That Is, It's Always Worse As You Go On. That's True.

I Can't Give Any Absolute Definition Of What Love Is, Or Even Whether It Ought To Exist.

The Family Today Counts For Less And Less. Why? Who Knows - The Growth Of Science, The Cold War, The Atomic Bomb, The World War We've Made, The New Philosophies We've Created; Certainly Something Is Happening To Man, So Why Go Against It, Why Oblige This New Man To Live By The Mechanisms And Regulations Of The Past?

I've Always Dreamed Of Getting To Know The Women Of Other Countries Better. When I Was A Boy, I Remember, I Used To Get Angry At The Thought That I Did Not Know German Or American Or Swedish Women.

The Script Is A Starting Point, Not A Fixed Highway. I Must Look Through The Camera To See If What I've Written On The Page Is Right Or Not. In The Script, You Describe Imagined Scenes, But It's All Suspended In Mid-air. Often, An Actor Viewed Against A Wall Or A Landscape, Or Seen Through A Window, Is Much More Eloquent Than The Lines You've Given Him. So Then You Take Out The Lines. This Happens Often To Me And I End Up Saying What I Want With A Movement Or A Gesture.