I don't want to name names, but the least I can say about rock and roll is that I'm suspicious.

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

I have written every one of my novels to convince somebody of something.

Your reality, isn’t restricted by this cell we live in. If you read something, if you study something, you transcend any cell you’re inside of

My greatest aspiration was always to live in the tropics.

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?

What's better, a poetic intuition or an intellectual work? I think they complement each other.