To begin, begin.
Category Archive: April 7
One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.
Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.
I don’t have any theories about acting, and I don’t think about how to do it, except that an actor shouldn’t take himself too seriously, and shouldn’t try to make acting something it isn’t.
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.
The only reason I’m an actor is that a lady pulled out of a parking space in front of a producer’s office.
Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking are no more.
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who doesn’t know what he is doing.