The stage is life, music, beautiful girls, legs, breasts, not talk or intellectualism or dried-up academics.

The actor's physical type isn't and shouldn't be the main consideration. Does the actor look the part? It is the simplest question to deal with. The director deludes himself who yields to the temptation to believe that an affirmative answer settles the matter. An actor's looks will impress an audience initially, but after his first five minutes on stage it becomes aware of what he or she communicates (or fails to communicate) through acting!

Unlike other people, our reviewers are powerful because they believe in nothing.

Joan of Arc should be played as a "pain in the ass" and how do I know she was a "pain in the ass"? ... because they burn her at the end.

Change the molecules, juices in the blood, so they do things differently.

His art is the health of the artist.

From the holocausts of the day he lights his own flaming torch. It illuminates what we are, what we have wrought, what we must renounce.

Pleasure was the color of the time.