“You can always dream. Life is full of dreams that you can fulfill.”

Sex is like washing your face – just something you do because you have to. Sex without love is absolutely ridiculous. Sex follows love, it never precedes it.

Without my mother’s ambition, her drive, I doubt that on my own I would have pushed myself out of Pozzuoli and into the frightening world that was faraway Rome.

Though poor and anxious to work, I refused to alter anything. They would take me as I looked or not at all. Eventually I profited by looking like myself and not like what was fashionable years ago with certain film technicians in Rome.

Where youthful beauty is unconscious, mature beauty is knowing and sophisticated.

My philosophy is that it’s better to explore life and make mistakes than to play it safe and not to explore at all.

When I’m walking along in the street, I always feel that around the corner, there is something wonderful waiting for me. That’s my attitude.

The mirror of your health is your skin. If you drink, it shows in your face; if you eat the wrong foods, you have pimples. If you take care of your food and you lead a healthy life, your skin will look wonderful.

I’d much rather eat pasta and drink wine than be a size 0.

Beauty is no handicap if you don’t think about it.

The most indespensible ingredient of all good home cooking: love for those you are cooking for.

Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.

Jealousy is a miserable feeling. It means you aspire to something that you cannot have. Even in love, it is better to leave, better not to waste time.

If you can learn to use your mind as well as your powder puff, you will become more truly beautiful.

A mother has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.

True happiness is impossible without solitude.

Being beautiful can never hurt, but you have to have more. You have to sparkle, you have to be fun, you have to make your brain work if you have one.

We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.

While he lives, he must think; while he thinks, he must dream.

The cinema has no boundary; it is a ribbon of dream.

When you stroll through Munich it can happen that you suddenly stand in front of an old house, an idyllically-dreaming church that smiles like a friendly anachronism into our modern time.

You ever be having a really good dream, and then, uh- right in the middle of the dream you wake up, right in the best part of the dream? And there you are, back in your stinkin’ life again? Man, that’s rough, eh?

To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.

Anything one man can imagine, other men can make real.

In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.