Maybe my way of communicating through sign made me more in tune with my body and how it moved. Who knows? I just know when I saw a stage for the first time, I wanted to be on it.
Anyone with an inbox knows what I'm talking about. A dozen emails to set up a meeting time. Documents attached and edited and reedited until no one knows which version is current. Urgent messages drowning in forwards and cc's and spam.
I guess I didn't feel confident enough to be searching in a big public way. I was very content at the time to toil in obscurity on things that I thought might point me in certain directions or teach me certain things - not knowing what that would be.
I've spent a lot of time self-reflecting. Especially as an actor, you have to know yourself really well in order to do things effectively. And when I dress, I dress for me. I don't dress to make other people think that I'm this way or that way.
When you're caught up in the storm or, you know, just the turmoil of everything that there is another side and you do get through it. And you know, just standing by the truth and doing the right thing.
I didn't even know how to judge 'Die Hard 1.' It's not anything I know how to judge. I'd never seen an action movie. I'd never seen a Sly Stallone movie or an Arnold Schwarzenegger movie or a Charles Bronson movie. And that is the truth.
I am in the present. I cannot know what tomorrow will bring forth. I can know only what the truth is for me today. That is what I am called upon to serve, and I serve it in all lucidity.
Elias: Well, I mean, as you know, my online handle is Optimus Prime. Randal Graves: I know that. I wish I didn't.
Susan Alexander Kane: I don't know many people. Charles Foster Kane: I know too many people. I guess we're both lonely.
Randal Graves: Do you know what I just watched? Dante Hicks: Me pulling a can off some moron's fist? Randal Graves: Return of the Jedi.
Audrey: I hope nobody I know drives by and sees me standing in the yard staring at the house in my pajamas. Art: If they know your dad, they won't think anything of it.
Harry: Cookie, do you know what a black hole is? Cookie: Sure, that's how I make my livin'!
Marvin (Older Marshall): You William Blake? William Blake: Yes, I am. Do you know my poetry?
[detailing the undercover operation to nail Costello] Ellerby: Our target: microprocessors. Yes, those. I don't know what they are, you don't know what they are, who gives a fuck?
Henry Barthes: [DOUBLETHINK is on the blackboard, from Orwell's "1984". When none of the students knows what it means he tells them] It's deliberately believing in lies while knowing they're false.
Phil: Well maybe the *real* God uses tricks, you know? Maybe he's not omnipotent. He's just been around so long he knows everything.
Lenny: [to Angie] You ever wanna get fucked, let me know. [Patrick pistol-whips Lenny in the face] Patrick Kenzie: How's that, motherfucker? Now you know.
Hyman Roth: I'm going in to take a nap. When I wake, if the money's on the table, I'll know I have a partner. If it isn't, I'll know I don't.
Proximo: I know that you are a man of your word, General. I know that you would die for honor, for Rome, for the memory of your ancestors. But as for me? I'm an entertainer.
Edward R. Murrow: Did you know that Shirley and Joe are married? Fred Friendly: Yeah. Edward R. Murrow: Did everybody know?
Andrew Largeman: You're a COP, Kenny? Kenny: Yeah, I know! Andrew Largeman: ...Why? Kenny: I don't know, man. Had nothing better to do.
