I think you've got to talk to the director, see the director's films and recognise that it's important that the work fits right in and see if as part of the movie.
No one prepared me for the stress and insanity of a week leading up to a movie. Years and years of work come down to three days.
You have to really work with someone who you think is going to be a collaborator, who you think understands what you want to do with this movie and how you want to do it.
'Citizen Ruth' I saw when I was in college, and I really flipped out over it. I just knew I wanted to work with the person who made that movie.
I've done a lot of work other than sci-fi, and between half-hour comedy, stage, and various movie roles, I've really tried to avoid being typecast.
To dream of afar, to chase a star, to believe in Captain Hook. To dance with bears and have no cares, this is the magic of a book.
There are dead stars that still shine because their light is trapped in time. Where do I stand in this light, which does not strictly exist?
Meanwhile the Cosmos is rich beyond measure: the total number of stars in the universe is greater than all the grains of sand on all the beaches of the planet Earth.
We can't all be stars because someone has to sit on the curb and clap as I go by.
Twilight was laying claim to the cité, and the sky was a deepening shade of lavender, spangled with stars and fleecy clouds the colour of plums.
We prayed the moon would unstopper long enough to suck us through to the other side so we could see how dull the stars were at their backsides.
I can’t protect you from the stars, but I can tell you stories that may help at night when they are staring at you.
Oh yes, it hurts at times to be alone among the stars. But it hurts a lot more to be alone at a party. A lot more.
The threat of war hung on the air like a thick fog and it blinded him until he could see nothing beyond the haze. Even the stars grew faint.
A girl in a crown of stars was coming toward him, but before she could see who he was he slipped through his curtains of flesh.
She collapsed. I stepped forward and caught her. I thought of two trees nearly unrooted and leaning against each other.
But tonight, this is what I can give you. I can offer you the vault of heaven, the firmament of the stars in the sky, and me
There is no one to tell this to and yet it seems very important to get this right. The reality and what it is like to escape it. That even now it is sometimes too beautiful to bear.
So I wonder what it is this need to tell. To animate somehow the deathly stillness of the profoundest beauty. Breathe life in the telling.
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
The only reason I'm friends with any of you is because I outgrew the von Trapps, one annoying Austrian at a time.
