Book reviews have never helped me. Most of them erred in their interpretations and their work has been a waste of time.

If a spectator with a philosophical mind, somebody accustomed to reading books, gets the same kind of information in a movie, he might not fully understand it.

I didn’t choose literature. Literature chose me. There was no decision on my side.

My only fantasy about writing was that in my old days, after directing many masterpieces, I would write my memoirs.

I only understand realism.

Whenever I write, I’m always thinking of the reader.

Contrary to what Kafka does, I always like to refer all of my fictions to the level of reality, He, on the other hand, leaves them at an imaginary level.

If it’s great stuff, the people who consume it are nourished. It’s a positive force.

I do believe that reading can help you understand what you’re writing and see what others are doing. But sometimes the desire for more information can act as an inhibitor.

My pleasure was to copy, not to create.

I started writing movie scripts. They excited me a lot, but I didn’t like them when they were finished because they were simple copies of the films I saw in childhood.

Writers are not meant for action.