I don't think humor is forced upon my universe; it's a part of it.

Kafka truly illustrates the way the environment oppresses the individual. He shows how the unconscious controls our lives.

My pleasure was to copy, not to create.

I am only interested in bad taste if I can enjoy a gruesome tango or watch a movie that makes me cry.

I'm not terribly happy about rock and roll. Certain rock music is uninspiring, numbing; it makes you feel like an idiot.

My only fantasy about writing was that in my old days, after directing many masterpieces, I would write my memoirs.

I didn't choose literature. Literature chose me. There was no decision on my side.