I will have spent my life trying to understand the function of remembering, which is not the opposite of forgetting, but rather its lining. We do not remember. We rewrite memory much as history is rewritten. How can one remember thirst?

What I'm passionate about is History, and politics interest me only insofar as it is the cross-section of History in the present.

I’ve been round the world several times and now only banality still interests me.

Rarely has reality needed so much to be imagined.

In another time I guess I would have been content with filming girls and cats. But you don’t choose your time.

Nothing sorts out memories from ordinary moments. It is only later that they claim remembrance, when they show their scars.

We feel more emotion... before an amateur photograph linked to our own life history than before the work of a Great Photographer, because his domain partakes of art, and the intent of the souvenir-object remains at the lower level of personal history.