True artists scorn nothing.

Truth, like light is dazzling. By contrast, untruth is a beautiful sunset that enhances everything.

Accept life, take it as it is? Stupid. The means of doing otherwise? Far from our having to take it, it is life that possesses us and on occasion shuts our mouths.

Any country where I am not bored is a country that teaches me nothing.

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.

I do not believe in God and I am not an atheist.

Yes, I know what passion would fill me with all its power. Before, I was too young. I got in the way. Now I know that acting and loving and suffering is living, of course, but it’s only living insofar as you can be transparent and accept your fate, like the unique reflection of a rainbow of joys and passions which is the same for everyone.