The flamenco of the Gypsy has nothing to do with the flamenco for tourists. Real flamenco is like sex. — Klaus Kinski Copy Share Image
About 25 years ago, I was in an apartment, and next door, they put on the radio, so I struck the wall with my… — Klaus Kinski Copy Share Image
Once, I took a taxi. I hate those limousines. They stink and their drivers have been driving dead people to the cemeteries. — Klaus Kinski Copy Share Image
What do you think, that a dollar in a savings account is freedom? Maybe you have understood nothing I have said. — Klaus Kinski Copy Share Image
Put a bird cage near the window so that the bird can see the sky? It's much better to look than not to, even… — Klaus Kinski Copy Share Image
“Ich verbrenne, so wie ich mein ganzes Leben lnag verbrannt bin. Ich weiß nicht, was das heißt.” — Klaus Kinski Copy Share Image
I've solved the mystery: You have to submit silently. Open up, let go. Let anything penetrate you, even the most painful things. Endure. Bear up. That's the magic key! The text comes by itself, and its meaning shakes the soul ... You mustn't let scar tissue form on your wounds; you have to keep ripping them open in order to… — Klaus Kinski Copy Share
