You’re tearing me apart!
There is no way to be truly great in this world. We are impaled on the crook of conditioning. A fish that is in the water has no choice that he is. Genius would have it that we swim in sand. We are fish and we drown.
When an actor plays a scene exactly the way a director orders, it isn’t acting. It’s following instructions. Anyone with the physical qualifications can do that.
An actor must interpret life, and in order to do so must be willing to accept all the experiences life has to offer. In fact, he must seek out more of life than life puts at his feet.
An actual right is something that governments need merely to secure, not to implement.
My fun days are over.
What better way to die? It’s fast and clean and you go out in a blaze of glory.
Live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse.
At times there seems to be a million ideas worth painting. However, there are days when it’s a challenge to pull any idea together. On these days I go to my studio, leaf through an art history book, and tell myself that I am part of this great tradition.
I have a fairly adequate knowledge of Satanic forces.
To my way of thinking, an actor’s course is set even before he’s out of the cradle.
There is no way to be truly great in this world. We are all impaled on the crook of conditioning.
How can you measure acting in inches?!?
But you can’t show some far off idyllic conception of behavior if you want the kids to come and see the picture. You’ve got to show what it’s really like, and try to reach them on their own grounds.
I don’t have to explain anything to anybody.
If I can keep this up and nothing interferes with my progress, one of these days I might be able to contribute something to the world.
An hour or two of learning from the masters is usually enough to recharge my artistic batteries.
Reality doesn’t have any preconceived ideas. You’ve got to learn how to smoke the cigarette, not act smoking the cigarette. You need to drink the drink, not act drinking the drink. You’ve got to do things and not show them.
Anybody that forms a group, writes songs and releases records and says they don’t care if people like them are complete liars.
I became a completely dysfunctional, miserable person, completely uncommunicative and aggressive.