François

My dearest Vale,

When humor can be made to alternate with melancholy, one has a success, but when the same things are funny and melancholic at the same time, it's just wonderful.

All my love,

François Truffaut

Věra

Dear Valeria,

I was daring enough to want absolute freedom, even if it was a mistake.

Best,

Věra Chytilová

Georges

Dear Valeria,

What we need to question is bricks, concrete, glass, our table manners, our utensils, our tools, the way we spend our time, our rhythms. To question that which seems to have ceased forever to astonish us. We live, true, we breathe, true; we walk, we go downstairs, we sit at a table in order to eat, we lie down on a bed on order to sleep. How? Where? When? Why?

Describe your street. Describe another. Compare.

Your friend,

Georges Perec

Andy

Dear Valeria,

At the times in my life when I was feeling the most gregarious and looking for bosom friendships, I couldn’t find any takers so that exactly when I was alone was when I felt the most like not being alone. The moment I decided I’d rather be alone and not have anyone telling me their problems, everybody I’d never even seen before in my life started running after me to tell me things I’d just decided I didn't think it was a good idea to hear about. As soon as I became a loner in my own mind, that’s when I got what you might call a “following.” As soon as you stop wanting something you get it. I’ve found that to be absolutely axiomatic.

All yours,

Andy Warhol

Derek

Dear Valeria,

But the wind does not stop for my thoughts. It whips across the flooded gravel pits drumming up waves on their waters that glint hard and metallic in the night, over the shingle, rustling the dead gorse and skeletal bugloss, running in rivulets through the parched grass — while I sit here in the dark holding a candle that throws my divided shadow across the room and gathers my thoughts to the flame like moths.

Best wishes,

Derek Jarman

Richard

Liebe Valeria,



Beste Grüße,

Richard Wagner

Pier Paolo

Cara Valeria,

Why create a work of art when dreaming about it is so much sweeter?

un abbraccio,

Pier Paolo Pasolini

Bertolt

Dear Valeria,

Art is not a mirror held up to reality
but a hammer with which to shape it.

All the best,

Bertolt Brecht

Ingmar

Dear Valeria,

Sincerely,

Ernst Ingmar Bergman

David

Dear Valeria,

There will never be talking pictures.

Sincerely,

D.W. Griffith

Carl Theodor

Dear Valeria, 

nothing in the world can be compared to the human face. It is a land one can never tire of exploring. There is no greater experience in a studio than to witness the expression of a sensitive face under the mysterious power of inspiration. 

Best Regards, 

Carl Theodor Dreyer