The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.

Stick to your style, and others will remember you.

The work of art is already within the block of marble. I just have to chisel away the superfluous material.

世界是我的国家，全人类是我的兄弟姐妹，行善是我的宗教。

I always try to make films that I would want to see.