Cinema returns us to anima, religion of matter, which gives each thing its special divinity and sees gods in all things and beings. Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.

I think, in these days, especially in the States, you have to be a politician or an assassin or something, to really be a superstar.

Time to live, time to lie, time to laugh, and time to die. Take it easy baby. Take it as it comes.

You know the day destroys the night, Night divides the day, Tried to run, Tried to hide, Break on through to the other side...

Cinema returns us to anima, religion of matter, which gives each thing its special divinity and sees gods in all things and beings. Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.

Windows work two ways, mirrors one way. You never walk through mirrors or swim through windows.

Death Makes Angels of us all.