I worked for UFA as a set designer, you know.

In the 19th century, you had bourgeois art without politics - an almost frozen idea of what beauty is.

Rock Hudson was not an educated man, but that very beautiful body of his was putty in my hands.

If I can say one thing for my pictures, it is a certain craftsmanship. A thought which has gone into every angle. There is nothing there without an optical reason.

These happy endings all express the weak and sly promise that the world is not rotten and out of joint but meaningful and ultimately in excellent condition.

And in movies you must be a gambler. To produce films is to gamble.

If I couldn't read, I couldn't live.