I Came To London. It Had Become

All The Details Of The Life And The Quirks And The Friendships Can Be Laid Out For Us, But The Mystery Of The Writing Will Remain. No Amount Of Documentation, However Fascinating, Can Take Us There.

I Feel That At Any Stage Of My Literary Career It Could Have Been Said That The Last Book Contained All The Others.

My Life Is Short. I Can't Listen To Banality.

The First 50 Years Of The Cinema Were Absolutely Great Years. Original Minds Were At Work Establishing The Ways To Tell A Story. And What Is Happening Now Is A Copying, A Pastiche-ing Of What Was Done By Great Men.

I Profoundly Feel That People Are Letting You Down All The Time.