What you are talking about is desire - just brutal desire. The name of that rattle-trap streetcar that bangs through the Quarter, up one old narrow street and down another.
"What do those look like, grapefruit?"
Favorite Films: Don’t Bother to Knock (1952)
Marilyn Monroe photographed by Philippe Halsman, 1954
He can't win. That's because our masked bandit is a coward.
He never took an oath. He's a fake, he's a liar, and a coward.
To grasp the full significance of life is the actor’s duty; to interpret it his problem and to express it his dedication. Being an actor is the loneliest thing in the world. You are all alone with your concentration and imagination, and that’s all you have. Being a good actor isn’t easy. Being a man is even harder. I want to be both before I’m done.
I love the fact that you know, for example, you don’t really see people moan or cry so much with snot dripping down their face. When you have a crying scene, people have their makeup on and look nice, but in life we are all ugly sometimes—whether you’re making love or fighting, etc.—and what’s important is just the beauty of the situation and the act. Sometimes when you cry you can be dignified but it’s also just honest.
"Well, I don’t care. He gives large parties, and I like large parties - they’re so intimate. Small parties, there isn’t any privacy."