Scientific man is already on the moon, and yet we are still living with the moral concepts of Homer.

I don't want what I am saying to sound like a prophecy or anything like an analysis of modern society .... these are only feelings I have, and I am the least speculative man on earth.

I read somewhere that happiness is like the bluebird of Maeterlinck: Try to catch it and it loses its color. It's like trying to hold water in your hands. The more you squeeze it, the more the water runs away.

Reality has a quality of freedom about it that is hard to explain.

The struggle for life is not only the material and economic one. Comfort is no protection from anxiety.

When man becomes reconciled to nature, when space becomes his true background, these words and concepts will have lost their meaning, and we will no longer have to use them.

I'll go on making films until I make one that pleases me from the first to the last frame. Then I'll quit.