Film spectators are quiet vampires.

Cinema returns us to anima, religion of matter, which gives each thing its special divinity and sees gods in all things and beings. Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.

What a sad business, being funny.

The soul of man has been given wings and at last he is beginning to fly!

It is a matter of simple knowledge that the human likes to see the struggle between the good and the bad, the rich and the poor, the successful and the unsuccessful.

I'm an old sinner. Nothing shocks me.