The translator's task is to create, in his or her own language, the same tensions appearing in the original. That's hard!

In a country like France, so ancient, their history is full of outstanding people, so they carry a heavy weight on their back. Who could write in French after Proust or Flaubert?

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

In film, you can't go into analytical explorations because the audience will reject that.

It's my own personal unconscious that ultimately creates the novel's aesthetic facade.

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

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