Art would be useless if the world were perfect.
I have to say from the outset that not all prose can be transferred to the screen.
If you look for a meaning, you'll miss everything that happens.
A man writes because he is tormented, because he doubts. He needs to constantly prove to himself and the others that he’s worth something. And if I know for sure that I’m a genius? Why write then? What the hell for?
Of course life has no point. If it had, man would not be free.
An artist needs knowledge and the power of observation only so that he can tell from what he is abstaining, and to be sure that his abstention will not appear artificial or false.