The extreme limit of wisdom, that's what the public calls madness.
Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
A film is a petrified fountain of thought.
The poet Paul Éluard says that to understand my film version of Beauty and the Beast, you must love your dog more than your car.
Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.
Such is the role of poetry. It unveils, in the strict sense of the word. It lays bare, under a light which shakes off torpor, the surprising things which surround us and which our senses record mechanically.