This is one of the factors that also made me very much want to make this film, apart from the fact that I loved it. If the boy hadn't been Jewish and the man hadn't been Muslim, it wouldn't have made any difference to the film. I don't think it's relevant, really.

I see only defects because I'm not following the scene as it were. I'm not following the other person. It's like the best thing to clarify this is the theater.

I had too many big passions in life and it gets in the way of work. You can't concentrate properly on the one thing.

Making love? It's a communion with a woman. The bed is the holy table. There I find passion -- and purification.

I don't think I could live without a deck of cards in my hands.

I don't know what sex appeal is. I don't think you can have sex appeal knowingly. The people who seduce me personally are the people who seem not to know they're seductive, and not to know they have sex appeal.

He read his mind. He's a strange sort of man, isn't he? It's not just the advice and the wisdom that he has.