My mother kept the house clean and we ate good. I didn't know we were poor until I started giving interviews.
The finished product is not finished when the actor is. The work is completed by a pair of shears.
Shadow conceals—light reveals. To know what to reveal and what to conceal, and in what degrees to do this, is all there is to art.
Every light has a point where it is brightest and a point toward which it wanders to lose itself completely. It must be intercepted to fulfill its mission; it cannot function in a void. Light can go straight, penetrate and turn back, be reflected and deflected, gathered and spread, bent as by a soap bubble, made to sparkle and be blocked. Where it is no more is blackness, and where it begins is the core of its brightness. The journey of rays from that central core to the outposts of blackness is the adventure and drama of light.
There are some things which cannot be learned, though they can be studied. Among them are the laws of art—and the lawlessness of it, as well.
A shaft of white light used properly can be far more effective than all the color in the world used indiscriminately.
The only way to succeed is to make people hate you.
Let the others come after us, we welcome the chase
Nothing happens just because we are aware of modern day slavery, but nothing will ever happen until we are.
Like most actors, I've always been grateful for Chinese restaurants; they were often the only places that stayed open late enough for performers to get hot food after the show.
I say the sentences again and again in my head until they sound right.