When the camera is looking back at our planet Earth, it's the tiniest of specks somewhere out there in the universe. So we do have a new sense of proportion. Of course the volcanoes and the magma under us just remind us of that.

You are in a place that has not been seen for tens of thousands of years, because it was so sealed off. There is such silence that when you hold your breath you can hear your own heartbeat. Everything is so fresh that you have the sensation that the painters have merely retreated deeper into the dark and that they are looking at you.

I discover no kinship, no understanding, no mercy. I see only the overwhelming indifference of nature.

With actors, normally I don't like to have any conversation about background and about motivations and all this.

If you do not understand how finances are functioning, you are in a very precarious situation, at least concerning long-term survival.

I find it interesting that there are impostors out on the Internet pretending to be Werner Herzog.

When you look at the paintings at Chauvet Cave, they're not primitive or like children's little scribbles, it bursts on the scene fully accomplished and when you look through the faces of cultural history, art history, it has never gotten any better.