There is abundant testimony that if we choose love rather than self, we gain immeasurably.

I don’t like the idea of “understanding” a film. I don’t believe that rational understanding is an essential element in the reception of any work of art. Either a film has something to say to you or it hasn’t. If you are moved by it, you don’t need it explained to you. If not, no explanation can make you moved by it.

Our duty as storytellers is to bring people to the station. There each person will choose his or her own train...But we must at least take them to the station...to a point of departure.

Life is a combination of magic and pasta.

Realism is a bad word. In a sense everything is realistic. I see no line between the imaginary and the real.

The artist is the medium between his fantasies and the rest of the world.

Our minds can shape the way a thing will be because we act according to our expectations.