“Let everything that’s been planned come true. Let them believe. And let them have a laugh at their passions. Because what they call passion actually is not some emotional energy, but just the friction between their souls and the outside world. And most important, let them believe in themselves. Let them be helpless like children, because weakness is a great thing, and strength is nothing. When a man is just born, he is weak and flexible. When he dies, he is hard and insensitive. When a tree is growing, it’s tender and pliant. But when it’s dry and hard, it dies. Hardness and strength are death’s companions. Pliancy and weakness are expressions of the freshness of being. Because what has hardened will never win.”
Si leo, si compro libros y los devoro, no es por un placer intelectual (yo no tengo placeres, sólo tengo hambre y sed) ni por un deseo de conocimientos, sino por una astucia inconsciente que recién ahora descubro: coleccionar palabras, prenderlas en mí como si fueran harapos y yo un clavo, dejarlas en mi inconsciente, como quién no quiere la cosa, y despertar en la mañana espantosa, para encontrar a mi lado un poema ya hecho.
”When film is not a document, it is dream. That is why Tarkovsky is the greatest of them all. He moves with such naturalness in the room of dreams. He doesn’t explain. What should he explain anyhow? He is a spectator, capable of staging his visions in the most unwieldy but, in a way, the most willing of media. All my life I have hammered on the doors of the rooms in which he moves so naturally.” - Ingmar Bergman