That's a powerful lucky rabbit's foot. I got the part in Gone With the Wind because of it. I got my Warner contract, thanks to it.
I'm a hopeless 19th-century romantic.
You will remember this when all else fades, this moment, here, together, by this well. There will be certain days, and certain nights, you’ll feel my presence near you, hear my voice. You’ll think you have imagined it and yet, inside you, you will catch an answering cry. On April evenings, when the rain has ceased, your heart will shake, you’ll weep for nothing, pine for what’s not there. For you, this life will never be enough, there will forever be an emptiness, where once the god was all in all in you.
The trouble with you, Vic," he said, "is that you think of the world as a sort of huge museum with too many visitors allowed in.
Art is amoral, whether we accept this or not; it does not take sides. The finest fictions are cold at heart.
. . . being alone with him was like being in a room which someone had just violently left
The effect of prizes on one's career - if that is what to call it - is considerable, since they give one more clout with publishers and more notoriety among journalists. The effect on one's writing, however, is nil - otherwise, one would be in deep trouble.
A standard line, promoted by people like Clement Greenberg,. . is that politics contaminates art, and Manet is often cited as an example of art for art's sake.
Patriotism is a salt against rottenness, a glorious spur to high endeavour; it recovers the half-obliterated virtue of loyalty, calls every man to service, and ennobles great and small alike.
I'm challenging myself to reverse the hate.
As gas-light is found to be the best nocturnal police, so the universe protects itself by pitiless publicity.