Courage~ What makes the flag on the mast to wave? What makes the elephant charge his tusk in the misty mist, or the dusky dusk? What makes the muskrat guard his musk? Courage! What makes the sphinx the seventh wonder? Courage! What makes the dawn come up like thunder? Courage! What makes the Hottentot so hot? What puts the "ape" in apricot?~Cowardly Lion from the Wizard of Oz
Man appears to be the missing link between anthropoid apes and human beings.
Orangutans teach us that looks are not everything-but warned near it.
While the rest of the species is descended from apes, redheads are descended from cats.
What? A great man? I only ever see the ape of his own ideal.
It took nature 100 million years to make the ape stand up and become Homo sapiens. It took us only 10,000 to make knowing obsolete.
We admit that we are like apes, but we seldom realize that we are apes.
The most perfect ape cannot draw an ape; only man can do that; but, likewise, only man regards the ability to do this as a sign of superiority.
We're still just the world's premium brand of ape.
The feat represents immense achievement for the neotenic ape, species Homo sapiens. But behind this lie twooldattributesoftheapetribalismandinquisitiveness.
It is absurd to ape our betters.
I'd like to see animals removed from the entertainment business. Chimpanzees and apes won't perform unless you beat them. Circuses keep elephants in chains 90 percent of the time. Elephants need freedom of movement. In circuses, they live in cramped quarters, which is not the life intended for them by nature. Some are beaten daily, forced to do ridiculous tricks and robbed of every shred of dignity.
On corsets: I said, You have got to be kidding. I am an ape and yet I am still expected to squeeze myself into one of those damn things.
I like the idea of making films about ostensibly absolutely nothing. I like the irrelevant, the tangential, the sidebar excursion to nowhere that suddenly becomes revelatory. That's what all my movies are about. That and the idea that we're in possession of certainty, truth, infallible knowledge, when actually we're just a bunch of apes running around. My films are about people who think they're connected to something, although they're really not.
Is man an ape or an angel? Now I am on the side of the angels.
I was pretty young when I saw the original Planet of the Apes, and for a time in the seventies, I was pretty obsessed with it.
Everywhere men have unlocked the prisoners within, and from under the disguising skins the apes have leapt joyfully out.
We ape, we mimic, we mock. We act.
There is a rowdy strain in American life, living close to the surface but running very deep. Like an ape behind a mask, it can display itself suddenly with terrifying effect.
The solution is not to reinvent ourselves, not to ape the Labour Party or the Liberal Democrats.