You can fall silent. You can close yourself in, shut yourself off. Then you don't have to play roles, show any faces, or make false gestures. Or so you thought. But reality is bloody-minded. Your hiding place isn't watertight. Life seeps in everything. You're forced to react. I understand your keeping silent, your immobility. That you've placed this lack of will into a fantastic system. I understand. I admire you. You should go on with this until it's played out, until it's no longer interesting. Then you can leave it, just as you've left your other parts one by one.
| Ingmar Bergman