An artist finds his happiest combination in a play of complementary colors. They are direct contrasts yet do not jar; they awaken the beholder, but do not disturb him.
I'm very bad with improvisation. I hate it.
You can't always do the extraordinary, in between you have to do the ordinary. Because if you didn't, what would constitute the extraordinary?
Becoming an actor is like becoming a father. It's not hard to become one. Making a life of it is the challenge.
Facts can be so misleading, where rumors, true or false, are often revealing.
A silly comedy needs a straight guy, and that guy needs to be as straight as possible. The moment you start playing straight you're not straight anymore, you're bent straight, so it really requires the usual serious, straight-forward analysis and research, looking into it and finding the dramatic function, all of what you do until you feel you've collected enough points to safely and securely play the part.
You're always being cast for what you've been in last.
Sometimes there's truth in old cliches. There can be no real peace without justice. And without resistance there will be no justice.
The great person is ahead of their time, the smart make something out of it, and the blockhead, sets themselves against it.
I don't think that anything of any consequence is known a priori: all our knowledge is built up by modifying the lore passed on to us by our ancestors in light of our experiences, and the best a philosopher can do is to learn as much about what has been discovered in various empirical fields, and use it to try to craft an improved synthesis.
My biggest blast-off hit was "You Raise Me Up. " If you ever have a wedding or a funeral, it's a good pick.