Quotes by Playwrights - Page 89

A CD. How quaint. We have these in museums.
Eoin Colfer
Lord, grant us rest tonight, and if we must be wakeful, cheerful.
Robert Bolt
When I penetrate into that house, if I ever do, it will be to go on turning, faster and faster, more and more convulsive, like a constipated dog, or one suffering from worms, overturning furniture, in the midst of my family all trying to embrace me at once, until by virtue of a supreme spasm I am catapulted in the opposite direction and gradually leave backwards, without having said good evening.
Samuel Beckett
My compulsive thoughts aren't even thoughts, they're absolute certainties and obeying them isn't a choice.
Paul Rudnick
Care keeps his watch in every old man’s eye,And where care lodges, sleep will never lie.
William Shakespeare
The past could always be annihilated. Regret, denial, or forgetfulness could do that. But the future was inevitable.
Oscar Wilde
Commanders and historians are the people who discuss wars; I was in the infantry, and most of the time I did not know where I was or what I was doing except that I was obeying orders and trying not to be killed in any of the variety of horrible ways open to me.
Robertson Davies
An old horse, an old bird, an old man, an old tree, they all represent a great survival in the jungle of cosmos; they deserve to be applauded and respected!
Mehmet Murat ildan
These are the intensities that one cannot live with, that he has to outgrow if he wants to survive. But who can help grieving for them? If the blood vessels could hold them, how much better to keep those early loves with us?
Tennessee Williams
You know, I once read an interesting book which said that, uh, most people lost in the wilds, they, they die of shame. Yeah, see, they die of shame. 'What did I do wrong? How could I have gotten myself into this?' And so they sit there and they... die. Because they didn't do the one thing that would save their lives. Thinking.
David Mamet
The one thing I can tell you is that you wont survive for yourself. I know because I would never have come this far. A person who had no one would be well advised to cobble together some passable ghost. Breathe it into being and coax it along with words of love. Offer it each phantom crumb and shield it from harm with your body. As for me my only hope is for eternal nothingness and I hope it with all my heart.
Cormac McCarthy
We're all put to the test... but it never comes in the form or at the point we would prefer, does it?
David Mamet
mankind is resilient: the atrocities that horrified us a week ago become acceptable tomorrow.
Joseph Heller
Extraordinary people survive under the most terrible circumstances and they become more extraordinary because of it.
Robertson Davies
She resembled the swallow in the fable who once every thousand years transferred a grain of wheat, in the hope of rearing a mountain to reach the moon. Such persons are raised up in every age; they obstinately insist on transporting their grains of wheat and they derive a certain exhilaration from the sneers of the bystanders. “How queerly they dress!” we cry. “How queerly they dress!
Thornton Wilder
Besides, nothing makes one so vain as being told that one is a sinner. Conscience makes egotists of us all.
Oscar Wilde
Nobody sees anybody truly but all through the flaws of their own egos.
Tennessee Williams
High ego makes you think that you are the king of the universe while you are in fact the king of nothing!
Mehmet Murat ildan
Sun of himself. All things are his moons.
Kate Tempest
There is a night school where you shall meet great teachers: The sky! When the night falls, the shining stars in the school will teach you how small you are and how comical to own an ego!
Mehmet Murat ildan
Ego is a drum and the drum has to make a noise to tell everyone that that it is there!
Mehmet Murat ildan
Some little pieces of sand are so full of ego that they see themselves as a giant rock! But then the wind blows, the big ego flies in the air!
Mehmet Murat ildan
[Dona Maria] saw that the people of this world moved about in an armor of egotism, drunk with self-gazing, athirst for compliments, hearing little of what was said to them, unmoved by the accidents that befell their closest friends, in dread of all appeals that might interrupt their long communion with their own desires.
Thornton Wilder
In the realm of ideas, everything depends on enthusiasm. ... In the real world, all rests on perseverance.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
What is the victory of a cat on a hot tin roof?—I wish I knew... Just staying on it, I guess, as long as she can...
Tennessee Williams
What's the bravest thing you ever did?He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.
Cormac McCarthy
A head full of stars, just not in constellation yet.
Elias Canetti
All through the night, men looked at the sky and were saddened by the stars.
Joseph Heller
There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'stBut in his motion like an angel sings,Still quiring [making music] to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls,But whilst this muddy vesture of decayDoth grossly close us in, we cannot hear it.
William Shakespeare
The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike
Christopher Marlowe
Throughout the hours of the night, though there had been few to hear it, the whole sky had been loud with the singing of these constellations.
Thornton Wilder
Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
Christopher Marlowe
A confused labyrinth of smoky starsentangles my hopes,which are nearly faded
Federico García Lorca
The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks,They are all fire and every one doth shine
William Shakespeare
The good things you do for others when nobody sees you make you a real star in the sky, a shining noble star beyond reach!
Mehmet Murat ildan
AESTHETICS OF INTEGRITYFor every star in the skySomeone is holding his ground.
Kenneth Koch
It was a lone tree burning on the desert. A heraldic tree that the passing storm had left afire. The solitary pilgrim drawn up before it had traveled far to be here and he knelt in the hot sand and held his numbed hands out while all about in that circle attended companies of lesser auxiliaries routed forth into the inordinate day, small owls that crouched silently and stood from foot to foot and tarantulas and solpugas and vinegarroons and the vicious mygale spiders and beaded lizards with mouths black as a chowdog's, deadly to man, and the little desert basilisks that jet blood from their eyes and the small sandvipers like seemly gods, silent and the same, in Jeda, in Babylon. A constellation of ignited eyes that edged the ring of light all bound in a precarious truce before this torch whose brightness had set back the stars in their sockets.
Cormac McCarthy
He lay on his back in his blankets and looked our where the quartermoon lay cocked over the heel of the mountains. In the false blue dawn the Pleiades seemed to be rising up into the darkness above the world and dragging all the stars away, the great diamond of Orion and Cepella and the signature of Cassiopeia all rising up through the phosphorous dark like a sea-net. He lay a long time listening to the others breathing in their sleep while he contemplated the wildness about him, the wildness within.
Cormac McCarthy
For what's the use of talking with a man who has a disease and thinks about the stars?
Bertolt Brecht
A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in. A minute to smile and an hour to weep in. A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans come double. And that is life. A crust and a corner that makes love precious, With a smile to warm and tears to refresh us, And joy seems sweeter when cares come after, And a moan is the finest of foils for laughter. And that is life.
Paul Laurence Dunbar
A man who smiles when he falls gives the Devil a good slap!
Mehmet Murat ildan
Since there are thousands of reasons to be happy, let us smile so many thousands times!
Mehmet Murat ildan
A single smile of man is a thousand defeat of the devil!
Mehmet Murat ildan
A strange smile was playing about his face, and Wendy saw it and shuddered. While that smile was on his face no one dared address him; all they could do was to stand ready to obey.
J.M. Barrie
... the sort of smiles used at weddings, turned on very carefully to half pressure to prevent them wearing out.
R.C. Sherriff
Want to give a very strong energy to someone with a simple act? Then, smile!
Mehmet Murat ildan
To Ryuji the smile seemed as brittle as fine glass crystal and very dangerous
Yukio Mishima
It will be very fair to say that the moments of sincere laughing are the very best moments of life!
Mehmet Murat ildan
To smile when you are defeated means your defeat is already defeated!
Mehmet Murat ildan
It is not possible to find a person where smiling does not suit him or her!
Mehmet Murat ildan
A beautiful smile without any reason is the smile of the existence!
Mehmet Murat ildan
Smile is a good reply to the dark world.
Mehmet Murat ildan
The pimp has a grin, never a smile.
Jean Genet
What does my smile look like now? Vivi wondered. Can you reclaim that free-girl smile, or is it like virginity- once you loose it, that's it?
Rebecca Wells
All authority is quite degrading. It degrades those who exercise it, and degrades those over whom it is exercised. When it is violently, grossly, and cruelly used, it produces a good effect by creating, or at any rate bringing out, the spirit of revolt and individualism that is to kill it. When it is used with a certain amount of kindness, and accompanied by prizes and rewards, it is dreadfully demoralising. People, in that case, are less conscious of the horrible pressure that is being put on them, and so go through their lives in a sort of coarse comfort, like petted animals, without ever realising that they are probably thinking other people's thoughts, living by other people's standards, wearing practically what one may call other people's second-hand clothes, and never being themselves for a single moment.
Oscar Wilde
Violence is the tool of the barbarian; aggression is the method of the primitive; bloodshed is the way of the savage; cruelty is the manner of the brutish! To be called as a ‘civilised,’ man must be peaceable!
Mehmet Murat ildan
They have the guns, we have the poets. Therefore, we will win.
Howard Zinn
Now driving in a wild frieze of headlong horses with eyes walled and teeth cropped and naked riders with clusters of arrows clenched in their jaws and their shields winking in the dust and pu the far side of the ruined ranks in a piping of boneflutes and dropping down off the sides of their mounts with one heel hung in the withers strap and their short bows flexing beneath the outstretched necks of the ponies until they had circled the company and cut their ranks in two and then rising up again like funhouse figures, some with nightmare faces painted on their breasts, riding down the unhorsed Saxons and spearing and clubbing them and leaping from their mounts with knives and running about on the ground with a peculiar bandylegged trot like creatures driven to alien forms of locomotion and stripping the clothes from the dead and seizing them up by the hair and passing their blades about the skulls of the living and the dead alike and snatching aloft the bloody wigs and hacking and chopping at the naked bodies, ripping off limbs, head, gutting the strange white torsos and holding up great handfuls of viscera, genitals, some of the savages so slathered up with gore they might have rolled in it like dogs and some who fell upon the dying and sodomized them with loud cries to their fellows.
Cormac McCarthy
I aint sure we've seen these people before. Their kind. I dont know what to do about em even. If you killed em all they'd have to build a annex on to hell.
Cormac McCarthy
How come he cannot recognize his own cruelty now turned against him? How come he can't see his own savagery as a colonist in the savagery of these oppressed peasants who have absorbed it through every pore and for which they can find no cure? The answer is simple: this arrogant individual, whose power of authority and fear of losing it has gone to his head, has difficulty remembering he was once a man; he thinks he is a whip or a gun; he is convinced that the domestication of the "inferior races" is obtained by governing their reflexes. He disregards the human memory, the indelible reminders; and then, above all, there is this that perhaps he never know: we only become what we are by radically negating deep down what others have done to us.
Jean-Paul Sartre