The most talented people are always the nicest.
Happy and alone, you say? Reclusive and merry? How oxymoronic! Pas possible! Alas, the concept is lost on so many.
It happened this way: I fell in love and then, because the love was ruining everything I cared about, I had to fall out.
Academic achievement was something I'd always sought as a form of reward. Good grades pleased my parents, good grades pleased my teachers; you got them in order to sew up approval.
I'm still prone to periods of isolation, still more fearful of the world out there and more averse to pleasure and risk than I'd like to be; I still direct more energy toward controlling and minimizing appetites than toward indulging them.
Cottage cheese is one of our culture's most visible symbols of self-denial; marketed honestly, it would appear in dairy cases with warning labels: this substance is self-punitive; ingest with caution.
To a drinker the sensation is real and pure and akin to something spiritual: you seek; in the bottle, you find.
You see, here in America there's a reason why we celebrate the 4th of July and not April 15th because in America we celebrate our independence from the government, not our dependence on it.
Directing is a nice job. It's the best job for me. If I had to pay money to do it, I would do it. . . Directing is playing. Acting.
I am all astonishment.
I have never painted as well as I thought I should, so frustration came early.