I learned from Rossellini that you are rich even if you have a little money.

American pictures usually have no subject, only a story. A pretty woman is not a subject. Julia Roberts doing this and that is not a subject.

Why all these signs around us that make me doubt language and submerge me in meanings, drowning reality instead of extracting it from the imaginary?

Poetry is a game of loser-take-all.

We are losing our own capacity because we are poisoned in one way or another.

I never read Karl Marx.

Sometime reality is too complex. Stories give it form.