He liked the fragility of those moments suspended in time. Those memories whose only function is to leave just a trace in memory.

Nothing sorts out memories from ordinary moments. It is only later that they claim remembrance, when they show their scars.

Rarely has reality needed so much to be imagined.

In another time I guess I would have been content with filming girls and cats. But you don’t choose your time.

When men die, they enter history. When statues die, they enter art. This botany of death is what we call culture.

I’ve been round the world several times and now only banality still interests me.

...after a certain quantity, photos apparently taken by chance, postcards chosen according to a passing mood, begin to trace an itinerary, to map the imaginary country that stretches out before us.

I betrayed Gutenberg for McLuhan long ago.

An object dies when the gaze that lights on it has disappeared.

I chose a pseudonym, Chris Marker, pronounceable in most languages, because I was very intent on traveling.

And always the animals from each trip you bring back a gaze a pose a gesture that points to the truest of humanity better than images of humanity itself

The decision of their fates lay elsewhere, and the thought of that alone was utterly terrifying.

Grace has not been well understood by the post-modern church let alone applied as post-moderns in our lives as a reality that Christ secured for us."~R. Alan Woods [2012]

Most people would sooner die than think; in fact, they do so.

You can't really just think, "Oh, I want to make something that is going to appeal to every single person in the world." You have to just try to make a movie that comes from your heart.

I've been around longer than most of my fans have been alive.

I like routine. It enables me to improvise.

A golf course is the epitome of all that is purely transitory in the universe, a space not to dwell in, but to get over as quickly as possible.

I like characters that do big things boldly and are driven by intensely personal feelings.

The blues is not a plaything like some people think they are.

How many times do I have to repeat this: my childhood was fantastic.