I can no more think of my own life without thinking of wine and wines and where they grew for me and why I drank them when I did and why I picked the grapes and where I opened the oldest procurable bottles, and all that, than I can remember living before I breathed.
I ask you to stand by my side in the next five years. We shall live a good life in a Romania of all Romanians.
But I notice that there is a lack of darkness in my movies and I don't know where that comes from.

