You feel your strength in the experience of pain.
The spectator is a dying animal.
No one thought up being. He who thinks he has, step forward.
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.
Most people love you for who you pretend to be.
Give form to the passing World. Freeways are a drama.