I believe that in a great city, or even in a small city or a village, a great theater is the outward and visible sign of an inward and probable culture. |
The actor should be able to create the universe in the palm of his hand. |
Living is strife and torment, disappointment and love and sacrifice, golden sunsets and black storms. I said that some time ago, and today I do not think I would add one word. |
Surely we have always acted; it is an instinct inherent in all of us. Some of us are better at it than others, but we all do it. |
We have all, at one time or another, been performers, and many of us still are - politicians, playboys, cardinals and kings. |
Acting is a masochistic form of exhibitionism. It is not quite the occupation of an adult. |
I take a simple view of life: keep your eyes open and get on with it. |
We ape, we mimic, we mock. We act. |
I don't know what is better than the work that is given to the actor-to teach the human heart the knowledge of itself. |
If he was lost for a moment, he would dive straight back into its honey. |
Have a very good reason for everything you do. |
I should be soaring away with my head tilted slightly toward the gods, feeding on the caviar of Shakespeare. An actor must act. |
When you're a young man, Macbeth is a character part. When you're older, it's a straight part. |
My stage successes have provided me with the greatest moments outside myself, my film successes the best moments, professionally, within myself. |
The office of drama is to exercise, possibly to exhaust, human emotions. The purpose of comedy is to tickle those emotions into an expression of light relief; of tragedy, to wound them and bring the relief of tears. Disgust and terror are the other points of the compass. |
I'd like people to remember me for a diligent expert workman. I think a poet is a workman. I think Shakespeare was a workman. And God's a workman. I don't think there's anything better than a workman. |
Lead the audience by the nose to the thought. |
I often think that could we creep behind the actor's eyes, we would find an attic of forgotten toys and a copy of the Domesday Book. |