Vamps who are dying, or think they are, give a piercing, eardrum-bursting shriek, like the love child of a screech owl and a mountain lion on crystal meth, amplified like a seventies rock band.
The flamenco of the Gypsy has nothing to do with the flamenco for tourists. Real flamenco is like sex.
What I like about theatre is the responsibility you have with your character.
To me, as a director and an actor, that's the main thing. "What's the heart of this story? What's the humanity of this story? And if the movie doesn't have it, then why am I watching it?" Even if it's a silly comedy, like Superbad or Knocked Up - Judd Apatow, I love, because he's all about heart. The humor comes out of the humanity.
I don't like violence.
Before our albums are released I feel like we still own it, that we have control over our music. But once it's out there in the world it's no longer ours.
You don't have to be an heiress to look like one, if you act like one then everyone will just presume you are one.
I drank from the bottle again and it was a scary plunge because I always wanted to take too much. It hurt, but it was also impressive, like being in the hands of a bigger force. And because of that, a relief.
I naturally think in terms of comedy whenever I see anything because tragedy is so close to comedy, so I like to add the tragedy to the comedy or a little bit of comedy to the tragedy in order to make them both feel more real to me.
When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains, jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier.
But what would that be like feeling the tide rise out of the numbness inside
I feel like I'm so normal. So normal it's boring.
I like to have fun, but I don't play games.
I'm a big fan of Albert Brooks, Nichols and May. I'd like to follow in their footsteps and do comedy films.
I don't know what the outcome will be. I put a couple away for my grandkids, like that. So I don't know, who knows? Maybe I'll start building guitars for a living.
But, gee," the other nurse says, "what on earth would MAKE a man want to do something like disrupt the ward for, Miss Ratched? What possible motive. . . ?""You seem to forget, MISS Flinn, that this is an institution for the insane.
I treat my heart like a sick child and gratify its every fancy
Imagery is like music.
The mist starts to form as we stand close to one another. It is a distant fog that rises from the horizon, and I find that I grow fearful as it approaches. It slowly creeps in, enveloping the world around us, fencing us in as if to prevent escape. Like a rolling cloud, it blankets everything, closing, until there is nothing left but the two of us.
I'm a physical receiver, yet I can run and move like someone who is 5-8 or 5-9.