To Be Desired Is Perhaps

What Is Saved In The Cinema When It Achieves Art Is A Spontaneous Continuity With All Mankind. It Is Not An Art Of The Princes Or The Bourgeoisie. It Is Popular And Vagrant. In The Sky Of The Cinema People Learn What They Might Have Been And Discover What Belongs To Them Apart From Their Single Lives.

Whenever The Intensity Of Looking Reaches A Certain Degree, One Becomes Aware Of An Equally Intense Energy Coming Towards One Through The Appearance Of Whatever It Is One Is Scrutinizing.

Your Lips, Beloved, Are Like A Honeycomb: Honey And Milk Are Under The Tongue. And The Smell Of Your Clothes Is Like The Smell Of My Home.

If Every Event Which Occurred Could Be Given A Name, There Would Be No Need For Stories.

Landscapes Can Be Deceptive. Sometimes A Landscape Seems To Be Less A Setting For The Life Of Its Inhabitants Than A Curtain Behind Which Their Struggles, Achievements And Accidents Takes Place. For Those Who Are Behind The Curtain, Landmarks Are No Longer Only Geographic But Also Biographical And Personal