I Think I'm Swedish Because I Like

When You Feel Perpetually Unmotivated, You Start Questioning Your Existence In An Unhealthy Way; Everything Becomes A Pseudo Intellectual Question You Have No Interest In Responding Whatsoever. This Whole Process Becomes Your Very Skin And It Does Not Merely Affect You; It Actually Defines You. So, You See Yourself As A Shadowy Figure Unworthy Of Developing Interest, Unworthy Of Wondering About The World - Profoundly Unworthy In Every Sense And Deeply Absent In Your Very Presence.

I Write Scripts To Serve As Skeletons Awaiting The Flesh And Sinew Of Images.

I Usually Take A Walk After Breakfast, Write For Three Hours, Have Lunch And Read In The Afternoon. Demons Don’t Like Fresh Air - They Prefer It If You Stay In Bed With Cold Feet; For A Person Who Is As Chaotic As Me, Who Struggles To Be In Control, It Is An Absolute Necessity To Follow These Rules And Routines. If I Let Myself Go, Nothing Will Get Done.

I'm Planning, You See, To Try To Confine Myself To The Truth. That's Hard For An Old, Inveterate Fantasy Martyr And Liar Who Has Never Hesitated To Give Truth The Form He Felt The Occasion Demanded.

We Walk In Circles, So Limited By Our Own Anxieties That We Can No Longer Distinguish Between True And False, Between The Gangster's Whim And The Purest Ideal.