It was one of the marvellous feelings of the film, having the music going in your head while doing scenes.
I was on a train of lies. I couldn't jump off.
I became chairman of the inmates committee. Got into a lot of trouble. Was accused of fomenting a riot. Was accused of plotting to kill the warden.
A criminal trial is like a Russian novel: it starts with exasperating slowness as the characters are introduced to a jury, then there are complications in the form of minor witnesses, the protagonist finally appears and contradictions arise to produce drama, and finally as both jury and spectators grow weary and confused the pace quickens, reaching its climax in passionate final argument.
I made mistakes, I made some bread. I even made a way for them to get ahead.
I'm surrounded by good people. That's the measure of a good life. All the rest is flotsam.
I will tell you what I have learned myself. For me, a long five or six mile walk helps. And one must go alone and every day.
Order your soul; reduce your wants; live in charity; associate in Christian community; obey the laws; trust in Providence.