To me, all success is a delightful surprise, since one can absolutely never predict it.
Unlike other people, our reviewers are powerful because they believe in nothing.
The stage is life, music, beautiful girls, legs, breasts, not talk or intellectualism or dried-up academics.
Pleasure was the color of the time.
The actor's physical type isn't and shouldn't be the main consideration. Does the actor look the part? It is the simplest question to deal with. The director deludes himself who yields to the temptation to believe that an affirmative answer settles the matter. An actor's looks will impress an audience initially, but after his first five minutes on stage it becomes aware of what he or she communicates (or fails to communicate) through acting!
Joan of Arc should be played as a "pain in the ass" and how do I know she was a "pain in the ass"?. . . because they burn her at the end.
Change the molecules, juices in the blood, so they do things differently.
What I'm after is the liquidity of things, how one things leads you on to the rest. . . The works are about concentration, intention, and paths of thought: the flow of totality in our perception, the fragmentation of the river of phenomenon.
To cut 1930s jobless, FDR taxed corps and rich. Govt used money to hire many millions. Worked then; would now again. Why no debate on that?
It is so easy for your people to forget that everything has a spirit, that all are equal. That magic and mystery are a part of your lives, not something to store away in a child's bedroom, or to use as an escape from your lives.
We are terrible for each other, and, yes, we are a disaster. But tell me your heart doesn't race for a hurricane or a burning building. I'd rather die terrified than live forever.