The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.
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The story of my life doesn’t exist. Does not exist. There’s never any center to it. No path, no line. There are great spaces where you pretend there used to be someone, but it’s not true, there was no one.
“We have to make films the way we write — that is, with our feelings. What’s so difficult in cinema is to find a way to express oneself, to make felt what one feels, instead of creating a story, a spectacle if you will, whether finely or poorly composed.”
Robert Bresson