To accept some idea of truth without experiencing it is like a painting of a cake on paper which you cannot eat.
. . . at no point have I yet found artistic truth and theological truth at variance.
I entirely agree that a historian ought to be precise in detail; but unless you take all the characters and circumstances into account, you are reckoning without the facts. The proportions and relations of things are just as much facts as the things themselves.
The only Christian work is good work, well done
Praise God (or whatever it is) from (if direction exists) whom (if personality exists) all blessings (if that word corresponds to any percept of objective reality) flow (if Heraclitus and Bergson and Einstein are correct in stating that everything is more or less flowing about).
Everybody is, I suppose, either Classic or Gothic by nature. Either you feel in your bones that buildings should be rectangular boxes with lids to them, or you are moved to the marrow by walls that climb and branch, and break into a inflorescence of pinnacles.
Lawyers enjoy a little mystery, you know. Why, if everybody came forward and told the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth straight out, we should all retire to the workhouse.
I was a very private person. All of a sudden, to see myself all over the internet and be like, "Oh god, do I want people to even hear this stuff?"
Tradition gives us a sense of solidarity and roots, a knowing there are some things one can count on.
Those times when I play on stage in front of lots of people, it's such an unusual and borderline unhealthy process, even though I love it and I really do it with humility. I don't have serfs getting me grapes after, or things like that.
People sometimes, they just stop because they see this scope movie. They say "oh, this is a real movie, this is not a TV movie. "