You talk about auteur de cinema having things in their heads and putting them all across, can you imagine Shakespeare writing screenplays?

If man ever comes to perfect equilibrium with the environment, we'll all be redundant, perhaps because you won't need art or letters.

And maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.

I wish to hazard my soul to opportunity.

I will not be a common man. I will stir the smooth sands of monotony.

The moment you start dividing thought and feeling, the ratio of sinitive from the intuitive, you're dead. There is no difference between emotion and thought. You can be unreasonable.

When I work with young people, I grab energy from them by the handsful.