Every writer at the New Yorker is smarter than me.
It's just like any relationship, the more contained the environment, the more the good stuff appears and the more the bad stuff will reveal itself.
With a contained environment, there is the promise of friction. And that is where the drama comes from.
I'm just a husband waltzing in the background.
I think on some level, that's a fear that exists in everybody, that if we're tested, we won't make the courageous choice. We won't make the decision that would make us heroic. We make the decision that would reveal us to be all too human.
Garry Shandling was an actor's actor. He really cares about the performance. It was really interesting to watch him talk about motives and motivation and stuff. He really knows the craft.
Animals. . . don't have a sense of time. You just have to do things over and over with animals until they happen to do it right because they don't really know what you want.
I don't see the future as bright, language-wise. I see it as a glass half empty - and evaporating quickly.
Snowfall is expected to considerably exceed the normal range, both in frequency and quantity.
What mortal is there, over whose first joys and happiness does not break some storm, dispelling with its icy breath his fanciful illusions, and shattering his altar?
Thomas More: Will, I'd trust you with my life. But not your principles. You see, we speak of being anchored to our principles. But if the weather turns nasty you up with an anchor and let it down where there's less wind, and the fishing's better. And "Look," we say, "look, I'm anchored! To my principles!