When I write stories I am like someone who is in her own country, walking along streets that she has known since she was a child, between walls and trees that are hers.
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Born:
July 14, 1916
Death: October 7, 1991 |
“It's taken me a long time to become the person I am, for all the ugliness to fall away. The rotten flesh is gone, and the seed is there. I can touch that now.”
“I didn't get the degree because in my last year, for my thesis film I made a feature called Permanent Vacation and they'd given me a scholarship, the Louis B Mayer fellowship and they made a mistake.”