Today is a time of turbulence and stagnation, of threat and promise from a competitor: the magic, omnivorous videocassette recorder (VCR). In other words, it is business as usual.

It is said that no star is a heroine to her makeup artist.

Every artist undresses his subject, whether human or still life. It is his business to find essences in surfaces, and what more attractive and challenging surface than the skin around a soul?

Mausoleum air and anguished pauses: If this production were a poem, it would be mostly white space.

It is an actor's passion to observe the world. It is his art to become what he observes. And finally, it is his job to let the world observe him.

[Michael Hastings] has composed a dirge to incompatibility, which, because it raises expectations only to defeat them, leaves a taste of exhumed ashes.

Hollywood was born schizophrenic. For 75 years it has been both a town and a state of mind, an industry and an art form.

Nothing ages so quickly as yesterday's vision of the future.

Years from now, when cinephiles are asked to name the movies' golden age, they'll say it was when Cate Blanchett was in them.

It rekindles the great Hollywood romances.

Jimmy Stewart lived for movies, fought for his country, and died for love. Now isn't that a wonderful life?

We can tell a lot about a creature's level of consciousness by understanding their perception of death.

When you draw a line in the sand, be careful it is not low tide.

In any influence, will, a self, the ego, the I AM is the greater force to be dealt with, but as numbers do influence, a knowledge of same certainly gives an individual a foresight into relationships.

The miracle is that your children will love you with all your imperfections if you can do the same for them.

Express yourself through your art - whether it’s your drawings in a sketchpad, tattoos on your skin, the shade of your lipstick, or the clothes that you wear.

Absolute power is absolute power, no matter what it's called.

As a kid I just felt like an outsider.

Love and dignity do not dwell together.

And I will look down and see my murmuring bones and the deep water like wind, like a roof of wind, and after a long time they cannot distinguish even bones upon the lonely and inviolate sand.