I decided that one day I had to make a film where the viewer couldn't possibly guess the end.

If you want to kill someone, you'd better pull off a perfect crime. Our security lies in the fact that that's damnably hard to do.

The constant in my films is love stories. I consider love the chief business of humanity.

The real loser of our times is the one who is expected to win.

Shame is very painful to endure. For me it makes perfect sense that the character would kill herself.

I've seen many films and read lots of thrillers - and I'm always disappointed that I can guess the story before the other viewers.

I sometimes follow people who attract my curiosity in the street for five, ten minutes.

Appearance is valued too much in our society.

It's funny: half my films were flops, half did well. It would be terrible if I'd had only success.

People are too pretentious in France to like Sarkozy. But he'd be a fabulous president for America.

I see a film as a puzzle, with a beginning, middle, and end, but I like to start at the end sometimes.

Whatever a man values, it is there you will find his resources. That which has no value to him, neither he nor his resources nor him will be present. Where can we find you?

She was a beautiful woman, fresh-scrubbed and wholesome. Just like his ex-fiancee. A heartless floozy in disguise.

As Ossie Jones crept out of his body and into the mist, his heart murmured till it was silent.

There are calumnies against which even innocence loses courage.

Vulnerable is a catch-all word like "love" and "schizophrenia."

It's at the core of the Catholic faith, and to imagine how we are going to succeed in our country unless we have committed family life, a child-centered family system, is hard to imagine.

Our Constitution rests on the good sense and the respect of the American people.

Men and women can never be close. They can hardly speak to one another in the same language. But are compelled, forever, to try, and therefore even in defeat there is no peace.

Unless the inner changes, the outer can never be perfect.