Anyway, that's how it is! Either they obey the law, or they're expelled!! And make sure they wear their veils correctly... - If hair is as stimulating as you say, then you need to shave your moustache...
All this misjudgment that we have of each other is based on ignorance. The second you get to travel, you see that human beings, no matter where they come from, they are the same.
Cuando entré en su habitación estaba llorando... No pertenecíamos a la misma clase social, pero al menos estabamos en la misma cama
The key to wisdom is doubt!
Men's pride is situated in their scrotums.
It's not disgusting, that little skin that hangs?The foreskin? No, it's okay. I think that generally speaking , a dick isn't really photogenic.I quite agree.
Don't let it get to you, mom! The Western media also fights against us. That's where our reputation as fundamentalists and terrorists comes from.You're right. Between one's fanaticism and the other's...
Cinema is a world of imagination.
When we're afraid, we lose all sense of analysis and reflection. Our fear paralyzes us. Besides, fear has always been the driving force behind all dictators' repression.
I learned that you should always shout louder than your aggressor.
We found ourselves veiled and separated from our friends.
Nothing's worse than saying goodbye. It's a little like dying.
Night fell... Night brings good counsel, my grandmother always told me.
I was a westerner in Iran, an Iranian in the West. I had no identity. I didn't even know anymore why I was living.
I wanted to die. Where were my parents to take me in their arms, to reassure me?
Guns may shoot and knives may carve, but we won't wear your silly scarves!
It's not like since I make comics I only read comics and since I make movies I will only go out and watch movies. Any kind of artistic expression interests me; it goes from literature to music to scul...
The harder I tried to assimilate, the more I had the feeling that I was distancing myself from my culture, betraying my parents and my origins, that I was playing a game by somebody else's rules.
One can forgive but one should never forget.
Writing is not for me. I completely lose my sense of humor when I write. I become extremely pathetic, very sensational. Images give me possibilities that I don't have with words.