Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself.

Listen to me: a family man is never a real family man. An assassin is never entirely assassin. They play a role, you understand. While a dead man, he is really dead. To be or not to be, right?

What I see is teeming cohesion, contained dispersal... For him, to sculpt is to take the fat off space.

I am not asking for sensational revelations, but I would like to sense the meaning of that minute, to feel it's urgency.

I receive letters from workers, from secretaries. . . . They are the most interesting ones.

I have no religion, but if I were to choose one, it would be that of Shariati's.

Acting is happy agony.