I began to think that if you're a stutterer, it's about inhabiting silence, emptiness, and nothingness.

Quand il mangeait des babas ou des éclairs, il se sentait coupable jusqu'à l'âme, à cause de la guerre, à cause des vendeuses dont les maris ou les amants se trouvaient sans doute quelque part, entre la mer du Nord et les Vosges. Mais il comprenait que Madeleine avait besoin de cette nourriture, justement pour tenir en échec ce vide, ce néant, cette nuit où elle était toujours sur le point de sombrer.

Nothingness not being nothing, nothingness being emptiness.

I said nothing for a time, just ran my fingertips along the edge of the human-shaped emptiness that had been left inside me.

I think the thumb print on the throat of many people is childhood trauma that goes unprocessed and unrecognized.

I think directors can become overly infatuated by gilt and gold, and the word 'lavish' and everything being magnificent.