A Film Is A Petrified Fountain Of

Commissions Suit Me. They Set Limits. Jean Marais Dared Me To Write Play In Which He Would Not Speak In The First Act, Would Weep For Joy In The Second And In The Last Would Fall Backward Down A Flight Of Stairs.

If A Poet Has A Dream, It Is Not Of Becoming Famous, But Of Being Believed.

Not Only Should You Not Accept A Prize. You Should Not Try To Deserve One Either.

Enough Of Clouds, Waves, Aquariums, Water-sprites And Nocturnal Scents; What We Need Is Music Of The Earth, Everyday Music..music One Can Live In Like A House.

Art Is Not A Pastime But A Priesthood.