We worked on 'Fanny and Alexander' for seven months and it was an amusing production. Still, it was very long and heavy and so awfully complicated, .. And when the premiere was over and everything went well, I thought, 'That's… — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
I have thus decided to make a certain film and now begins the complicated and difficult-to-master work. To transfer rhythms, moods, atmosphere, tensions, sequences, tones and scents into words and sentences in a readable or at least understandable script. This… — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
“I shall remember this moment: the silence, the twilight, the bowl of strawberries, the bowl of milk. Your faces in the evening light.[...] I… — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
I am conscious about myself and everything, and then suddenly, or slowly, my conscious fades out. Switches off. And it's not existing, and that's… — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
I want to confess as best I can, but my heart is void. The void is a mirror. I see my face and feel… — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
All of us collect fortunes when we are children. A fortune of colors, of lights, and darkness, of movement, of tensions. Some of us… — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
This damned ranting about doom. Is that food for the minds of modern people? Do they really expect us to take them seriously? — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
When we experience a film, we consciously prime ourselves for illusion. Putting aside will and intellect, we make way for it in our imagination.… — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
When you die, you are extinguished. From being you will be transformed to non-being. A god does not necessarily dwell among our capricious atoms. — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
“I'll tell you something banal.We're emotional illiterates.And not only you and I-practically everybody,that's the depressing thing.We're taught everything about the body and about agriculture… — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
“I have always had the ability to attach my demons to my chariot. And they have been forced to make themselves useful.” — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image
The individualists stare into each other's eyes and yet deny the existence of each other. — Ingmar Bergman Copy Share Image