I saw a startling sight today, a politician with his hands in his own pockets.
The great risk is always saying, "how will I communicate what I'm trying to get across to a room full of strangers sitting in the dark watching a stage?"
We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished-for state. When did history become a bad word?
And it is always Easter Sunday at the New York City Ballet. It is always coming back to life. Not even coming back to life - it lives in the constant present.
The imagination says listen to me. I am your darkest voice. I am your 4 a. m. voice. I am the voice that wakes you up and says this is what I'm afraid of. Do not listen to me at your peril. . . . The imagination is not our escape. On the contrary, the imagination is the place we are all trying to get to.
Eugene O'Neil created an American theater, and Tennessee Williams taught it how to sing.
The Atlantic Ocean was something then.
Man's goodness is a flame that can be hidden but never extinguished
The best part of the journey is the surprise and wonder along the way.
In almost every marriage there is a selfish and an unselfish partner. A pattern is set up and soon becomes inflexible, of one person always making the demands and one person always giving way.
Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.