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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c46e0f9 | Maybe the Demon forced his way in because it was this particular play. As I waited for my cue, I kept thinking that I could shut him out in plenty of time . . . but I couldn't; the fear of not praying overpowered me, even though it was a matter of seconds before my entrance. I saw both the play and my brain falling apart. Then, somehow, the obligation to the audience and Arthur Miller and my memory of Lee J. Cobb and Mildred Dunnock became .. | Gene Wilder | ||
| 749c6b9 | Is it worse to be scared than to be bored, that is the question. | Gertrude Stein | ||
| cd555f2 | How could she not be frightened? I was frightened too. I put my arms around her and hugged her for the longest time. "Don't worry, don't worry--you're not alone. We'll figure it out, don't worry." "I don't know how it happened. My gynecologist said that it only happens with this new IUD maybe once every 100,000 times." "Well, that's a consolation." She laughed. I pulled down the cover and fluffed up the pillows. Then we both got into bed, a.. | Gene Wilder | ||
| 6412928 | We went to Arizona to film the interiors of Stir Crazy in an actual prison. From Tucson, where we all stayed, it was an hour-and-a-half drive to the Arizona State Penitentiary. Sidney used real prisoners as extras. They had all been cleared by the prison authorities to work with us, and each prisoner was paid for every day he worked. | Gene Wilder | ||
| 569da72 | If Columbia Pictures had not succumbed to Richard's demands, and if I were a cocky, son-of-a-bitch movie star, and if Sidney Poitier had not held in his rage, there would have been no Stir Crazy. For the sake of my psychological health, I should have let out my anger at the time that I was angry. From the point of view of getting the picture made--I'm glad I didn't. The picture was a great success. | Gene Wilder | ||
| de82ad6 | Gilda, you're talking like this is a fairy tale, and you're going to meet Prince Charming, and everything's going to be all right, and we'll both live happily ever after." "So what's wrong with that?" | Gene Wilder | ||
| 26e0410 | Gilda, if your marriage is so bad why don't you get out of it?" "I'm afraid to be alone." | Gene Wilder | ||
| b590415 | then I took out a notepad and wrote my first poem. Across three thousand miles of sea and through strange England's smiling, and into a wee Scots Highland town there is a lad who's crying. Oh fool the world, he could, he could, a man at twenty years . . . but all alone in that Highland town there is a boy in tears. | Gene Wilder | ||
| cdb8c68 | MARGIE: You want to know if she'll survive? She'll survive! Living with someone who doesn't want to be there would do more harm. | Gene Wilder | ||
| bd5a977 | When we got back to my room, Gilda gave the dog a bowl of water and set some newspaper down in the bathroom for her to pee on. After that was taken care of, I ordered the cheesecake and coffee that Gilda said she has a yen for, and then we continues talking. Sparkle didn't make a sound -- no barking or winning or heaving breathing -- she just sat on the floor and looked at the two of us. It must have been strange for her. She was a year old.. | dog heartwarming | Gene Wilder | |
| 762e38e | When we saw the ascension scene--where I rise with the Creature on an elevated platform and cry, "LIFE, DO YOU HEAR ME? GIVE MY CREATION LIFE!," my heart sank. I thought this was going to be one of the highlights of the film, and instead it was a boring blob. I put my head down. Mel didn't vomit. Instead, he got up and started banging his head against the wall. He hit it three times, hard. Then turned his face to the rest of us and said, "L.. | Gene Wilder | ||
| c407581 | I'm not a disciplinarian. I understand the need for discipline, of course, but I'm just not good at it. I'm not talking about hitting--I don't think any parent should ever hit a child--but about setting the rules and sticking by them. How to punish without taking away love--that's the great art. I wished that I could do it, but I was trapped by the most ironic dichotomy: I was afraid that if I set rules and drew lines and enforced disciplin.. | Gene Wilder | ||
| 742bf42 | When I make my first entrance, I'd like to come out of the door carrying a cane and then walk towards the crowd with a limp. After the crowd sees that Willy Wonka is a cripple, they all whisper to themselves and then become deathly quiet. As I walk towards them, my cane sinks into one of the cobblestones I'm walking on and stands straight up, by itself . . . but I keep on walking, until I realize that I no longer have my cane. I start to fa.. | Gene Wilder | ||
| ed88167 | If the physical thing you're doing is funny, you don't have to act funny while doing it. . . . Just be real, and it will be funnier. | Gene Wilder | ||
| f519d4a | I held my father's hand on the ride home that night. After about half an hour of cheerful bantering back and forth, he got quiet. Then he said, "I always told you not to put all your eggs in one basket. Since you were a little boy, I warned you not to put all your eggs in one basket. Now I'm glad you did." What I didn't have the heart to tell him was that Start the Revolution Without Me and Quackser Fortune had both failed at the box office.. | Gene Wilder | ||
| 65865bc | Me, I am convinced it is the truth," said M. Bouc, becoming more and more enamoured of his theory. | Agatha Christie | ||
| 880fb30 | After I had my drink with them and said good night to James Baldwin and was kissed by Simone Signoret on both cheeks, I went outside, walked close to my car, and threw up on the street. It wasn't about the food. I may act brave and sometimes outrageous--on screen--but in real life I get terribly nervous when I meet the great talents whom I've admired for years from afar. | Gene Wilder | ||
| ba5346d | Struggling to be a genius is endemic to young artists who are starting their careers, but after being bloodied a few times, they just hope that they won't be ridiculed in the press or on television by those few who have the power to coronate them or tear them down. | Gene Wilder | ||
| 0fb97ea | Making Young Frankenstein was the happiest I'd ever been on a film. | Gene Wilder | ||
| 39c7897 | When the sun finally went down, the cameras started rolling, and I started running around the edge of the Lincoln Center fountain, shouting for all I was worth, "I want everything I've ever seen in the movies!" And the fountain was turned on, in the film and in my life." | Gene Wilder | ||
| b34bc31 | many of the racial alarmists were also leaders in the nation's new conservation movement. The blue-blooded toffs who feared that the noble and superior white race was menaced by unwashed rabble also saw wild landscapes as noble and superior wildernesses menaced by the same rabble. Prizing the expert governance of resources, they found little difference between protecting forests and cleaning up the human gene pool. | Charles C. Mann | ||
| d7d35c9 | The pictures in the magazines almost put me off my job completely. I've always hated those color photographs of naked women in those stupid positions that are supposed to turn men on. I never felt that there was anything sexy about them. | Gene Wilder | ||
| f370673 | After ten months of no diagnoses or incorrect diagnoses--with her tummy distended as if she were hiding a small balloon under her dress--she finally heard it: "You have stage four ovarian cancer." Gilda grabbed my face in her hands and sobbed, "No more bad news, no more bad news. I don't want any more bad news." | Gene Wilder | ||
| 4541d29 | The need for wildness is written within our genes, in a language we are just beginning to understand. And in wilderness we will find the Rosetta Stone that can unravel this ancient language of our bones. | wild wilderness | Krista Schlyer | |
| 60ba8f0 | What I didn't know was that I don't need to act. I might want to act--just for the love of acting--but not because I need to earn the right to feel loved by God. I've got something much better. . . . I feel loved by the person I love. | Gene Wilder | ||
| 92410db | There is no such thing as muddle -- obscurity, yes -- but muddle can exist only in a disorderly brain. | Agatha Christie | ||
| fdca1ec | Ah, but it is incredible how often things force one to do the thing one would like to do. | Agatha Christie | ||
| 8f60dc2 | Poirot twinkled at her gently. | Agatha Christie | ||
| 6fc2130 | One has occasionally to pocket one's pride and readjust one's ideas. | Agatha Christie | ||
| df8ac32 | Als je zonder je eigen taal leeft, voel je je gewichtloos en tegelijkertijd overbeladen. Je ademt een andere lucht in, op een andere hoogte. Je bent je altijd bewust van het verschil. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 37c8f57 | Boeken zijn de beste middelen - prive, discreet, betrouwbaar - om over de werkelijkheid heen te stappen. | reality | Jhumpa Lahiri | |
| ba6ba52 | As Mr. Sen backed out of the parking lot, he put his arm across the top of the front seat, so that it looked as if he had his arm around Mrs. Sen. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| b5dab03 | Voor mij is het vermogen van kunst het vermogen om ons wakker te schudden, om ons diep te raken, ons te veranderen. Wat zoeken we als we een roman lezen, een film kijken, naar een muziekstuk luisteren? We zoeken iets wat ons verplaatst, iets waarvan we ons eerder niet bewust waren. We willen onszelf transformeren. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| a7b626e | As he watched the couple the room went dark, and he spun around. Shoba had turned the lights off. She came back to the table and sat down, and after a moment Shukumar joined her. They wept together, for the things they now knew. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| e9ac77c | His favorite moments were when he was alone, or felt alone. Lying in bed in the morning, watching sunlight flickering like a restless bird on the wall. He | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| a7abf6f | Each day, Shukumar noticed, her beauty, which had once overwhelmed him, seemed to fade. The cosmetics that had seemed superfluous were necessary now, not to improve her but to define her somehow. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 4f9e4d8 | She was like that, excited and delighted by little things, crossing her fingers before any remotely unpredictable event, like tasting a new flavor of ice cream, or dropping a letter in a mailbox. It was a quality he did not understand. It made him feel stupid, as if the world contained hidden wonders he could not anticipate, or see. He | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 92e9773 | They found a thick tree that had fallen, the tangled roots exposed. They saw the drenched ground that had given way. The tree seemed more overwhelming when it lay on the ground. Its proportions frightening, once it no longer lived. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 63846f2 | Celui qui n'appartient a aucun lieu specifique ne peut, en realite, retourner nulle part. | immigrants immigration origin roots | Jhumpa Lahiri | |
| 9557d5a | When he pictured her so many thousands of miles away he plummeted, so much so that he had an overwhelming urge to wrap his arms around her, to freeze with her, even for an instant, in an embrace witnessed by his favorite Surya. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 0f93923 | style but | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| b0791bd | After Rahul graduated from high school their parents celebrated, having in their opinion now successfully raised two children in America. Rahul was going to Cornell, and Sudha was still in Philadephia, getting a master's in international relations. Their parents threw a party, inviting nearly two hundred people, and bought Rahul a car, justifying it as a necessity for his life in Ithaca. They bragged about the school, more impressed by it t.. | overbearing-parents parental-expectations | Jhumpa Lahiri | |
| 8af96b3 | Of the three women in Subhash's life--his mother, Gauri, Bela--there remained only one. His mother's mind was now a wilderness. There was no shape to it any longer, no clearing. It had been overtaken, overgrown. She'd been converted permanently by Udayan's death. That wilderness was her only freedom. She was locked inside her home, taken out once each day. Deepa would prevent her from endangering herself, from embarrassing herself, from mak.. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| c6ed23b | Other Bengalis gossiped about him and prayed their own children would not ruin their lives in the same way. And so he became what all parents feared, a blot, a failure, someone who was not contributing to the grand circle of accomplishments Bengali children were making across the country, as surgeons or attorneys or scientists, or writing articles for the front page of The New York Times. | indian-parents pressure-to-succeeed | Jhumpa Lahiri |