Mystery is the essential element of every work of art.

I can only wait for the final amnesia, the one that can erase an entire life.

I find it [science] analytical, pretentious and superficial-largely because it does not address itself to dreams, chance, laughter, feelings, or paradox-in other words,-all the things I love the most.

The Cinema seems to have been invented to express the life of the subconscious, the roots of which penetrate poetry so deeply

Tobacco and alcohol, delicious fathers of abiding friendships and fertile reveries.

You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all... Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it we are nothing.

A paranoiac, like a poet, is born, not made.