There is room in the human heart for all the divinities.

I think I was a feminist before the word was invented.

We live in an era where masses of people come and go across a hostile planet, desolate and violent. Refugees, emigrants, exiles, deportees. We are a tragic contingent.

Photographs deceive time, freezing it on a piece of cardboard where the soul is silent.

I'm always following the characters and I'm always interested in what happens to them, but what happens to them is conditioned by the circumstances in which they live.

The hardest thing of love is to let go.

Everyone is born with some special talent.