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Everything Is Worth Precisely As Much As A Belch, The Difference Being That A Belch Is More Satisfying.

Sometimes I Go For Days Without Speaking To A Soul. I Think, “i Should Make That Call", But I Put It Off. Because There’s Something Pleasurable About Not Talking. But Then I Love Talking, So It’s Not That. But Sometimes It Can Be Nice. It’s Not Like I Sit Here Philosophizing, Because I’ve No Talent For That. It’s Just This Thing About Silence That’s So Wonderful.

Tarkovsky For Me Is The Greatest [director], The One Who Invented A New Language, True To The Nature Of Film, As It Captures Life As A Reflection, Life As A Dream.

Art Lost Its Basic Creative Drive The Moment It Was Separated From Worship. It Severed An Umbilical Cord And Now Lives Its Own Sterile Life, Generating And Degenerating Itself. In Former Days The Artist Remained Unknown And His Work Was To The Glory Of God.

My Discovery Of Tarkovsky's First Film Was Like A Miracle. Suddenly, I Found Myself Standing At The Door Of A Room The Keys Of Which Had, Until Then, Never Been Given To Me. It Was A Room I Had Always Wanted To Enter And Where He Was Moving Freely And Fully At Ease.