Art Is About The Spontaneous Connection Of

People Only Speak To Get Something. If I Say, Let Me Tell You A Few Things About Myself, Already Your Defenses Go Up; You Go, Look, I Wonder What He Wants From Me, Because No One Ever Speaks Except To Obtain An Objective. That's The Only Reason Anyone Ever Opens Their Mouth, Onstage Or Offstage. They May Use A Language That Seems Revealing, But If So, It's Just Coincidence, Because What They're Trying To Do Is Accomplish An Objective.

Acting Is Not A Genteel Profession. Actors Used To Be Buried At A Crossroads With A Stake Through The Heart. Those People's Performances So Troubled The Onlookers That They Feared Their Ghosts. An Awesome Compliment. Those Players Moved The Audience Not Such That They Were Admitted To A School, Or Received A Complimentary Review, But Such That The Audience Feared For Their Soul. Now That Seems To Me Something To Aim For.

A Man Stands Alone At The Plate. This Is The Time For What? For Individual Achievement. There He Stands Alone. But In The Field, What? Part Of A Team.

What We're Trying To Do Is Find Two Or More Shots The Juxtaposition Of Which Will Give Us The Idea.

War Is Tragedy. The Great War Stories Are Tragedies. It's The Failure Of Diplomacy. 'war And Peace,' 'a Farewell To Arms,' 'for Whom The Bell Tolls.' Those Are Some Of The Greatest Tragedies.