The imagination is closer to the actor than real life-more agreeable, more comfortable.
Stella Adler on Ibsen, Strindberg, and ChekhovDiplomats and politicians, blowing with the wind. No substance, no beliefs, no real friendships.
Secrets of the Italian GardenerThe real woman does not want to be equal but different.
Maybe: Incidentally: The Satire of Federico Mangahas: EssaysYes, my dear child, monsters are real. I happen to have one hanging in my basement.
The MonstrumologistSometimes life is a constant battle against the nostalgia of a time that can never be real again.
The MissionThe real zombie-apocalypse is the pandemic of drama and mediocrity.
Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life