For me, dreams and reality sort of blend into each other. I never really let go of either one… I can’t go through the day without daydreaming, and at night my dreams are constructed out of my reality. As long as I live like this, I can be Virginia Woolf, have breakfast at Tiffany’s, or sing “The Way We Were” in a movie anytime I want, but according to my own book… Perhaps on Andrássy Avenue, and to my own Robert Redford. There are no boundaries!