I tell you it's no joke to paint a portrait. I wonder that I am not more timid when I begin. I feel almost certain that I can do it. It seems very simple. I don't think of the time that is sure to come when I almost despair, when the whole thing seem...
Reggie Lampert: So it's goodbye Alexander Dyle and welcome home Peter Joshua. Adam Canfield: [shakes his head] Sorry the name is Adam Canfield. Reggie Lampert: Adam Canfield? Wonderful! Do you realize you've had three names in the past two days? I do...
Perry: [to the audience] Thanks for coming, please stay for the end credits, if you're wondering who the best boy is, it's somebody's nephew, um, don't forget to validate your parking, and to all you good people in the Midwest, sorry we said fuck so ...
Josey Wales: [referring to Lone's dog] Chief, I was just wondering: I suppose that mangy red-bone hound's got no place else to go either. [spits tobacco juice on the dog's forehead] Josey Wales: He might as well ride along with us; Hell, everybody el...
Young Charlie: We're not just an uncle and a niece. It's something else. I know you. I know you don't tell people a lot of things. I don't either. I have a feeling that inside you there's something nobody knows about... something secret and wonderful...
Brian: Stephen, your 'motor-mouth' disease, does it affect, um... Stephen Hawking: What? Brian: [Gesturing towards his crotch] Uh, everything? Stephen Hawking: What? No. Different system. Automatic. Brian: Are you serious? Well that's pretty wonderfu...
Terence Fletcher: So, imagine if Jones had just said, "Well, that's okay, Charlie. That was all right. Good job." So Charlie thinks to himself, "Well, shit, I did do a pretty good job." End of story. No Bird. That to me is an absolute tragedy. But th...
I hate first drafts, and it never gets easier. People always wonder what kind of superhero power they'd like to have. I wanted the ability for someone to just open up my brain and take out the entire first draft and lay it down in front of me so I ca...
I've always wondered what it would be like if the Messiah, or Christ Returned, were actually alive and living in our society; who would that person be, how we would identify them, how would they live and what would they believe in, how would society ...
When I started writing full time I had not long stopped being a teacher and when at last I had a full day to write, I would put music on and wonder to myself - am I allowed to do this? Then I thought: 'I am control of this and no one is telling me wh...
Writer: You see, what stands out at a first reading is the lack of a central issue or a philosophical stance. That makes the film a chain of gratuitous episodes which may even be amusing in their ambivalent realism. You wonder, what is the director r...
Charlie Kaufman: But, so anyway, I was also wondering, I'm going up to Santa Barbara this Saturday, for an orchid show, and I, and I... Alice the Waitress: Oh. Charlie Kaufman: I'm sorry. Alice the Waitress: Well... Charlie Kaufman: I apologise. I'm ...
Jafar: [from inside the lamp] Get your blasted beak out of my face! Iago: Oh, shut up, you moron! Jafar: Don't tell me to shut up! Genie: [taking the lamp off Aladdin] Allow me. Ten thousand years in a Cave of Wonders ought to chill him out! [flicks ...
Helen Sinclair: Make love to me. David Shayne: Here? Now? Helen Sinclair: I see no reason to wait. David Shayne: Jerome Kern is on the other side of the door. Helen Sinclair: Yes, he's a wonderful composer. You'll have to meet him. Now hang up your p...
Amber Waves: [having sex, filming a porno] Oh, John. You're a wonderful actor. Dirk: It's okay to come? Amber Waves: Are you ready to come? Dirk: Yeah. Amber Waves: Come in me. Dirk: What? Amber Waves: I'm fixed. I want you to come in me. Dirk: Okay....
Be brave enough to live creatively. The creative is the place where no one else has ever been. You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. You cannot get there by bus, only by hard work, risking and by not...
...it is only when a man goes out into the world with the thought that there are heroisms all round him, and with the desire all alive in his heart to follow any which may come within sight of him, that he breaks away... from the life he knows, and v...
'Master Harold' is about me as a little boy, and my father, who was an alcoholic. There's a thread running down the Fugard line of alcoholism. Thankfully I haven't passed it on to my child, a wonderful daughter who's stone-cold sober. But I had the t...
But in reality, with Mr. Ellison there is an essence of probity about him; unlike Dorian Grey, him and his hidden portrait are both wonderful. When he speaks there is a certain intonation he gets that reveals so much about him, that you can't help bu...
Have we ever wondered a mothers silent cries? Her struggles, her fears and her worries? Do we ever have time for this in our busy lives? Have we ever thought of the sacrifices she has done in order to make our lives happier, and her dreams cut short ...
I've had a lot of glamour come my way in the last 10 years - you know, movie stars and mansions and red carpets and trips to Europe and crazy stuff I never would have imagined - and I look at them as if I'm the bartender in the corner of the room. Th...
