A man's true character comes out when he's drunk.
Have them all shot. I don't want any of my workers dissatisfied.
Through humour, we see in what seems rational, the irrational; in what seems important, the unimportant
Despair is a narcotic. It lulls the mind into indifference.
So when I cease to be I want to go back...to the sea! Oh for the life of a sardine! That is the life for me!
I had no idea of the character. But the moment I was dressed, the clothes and the make-up made me feel the person he was. I began to know him, and by the time I walked onto the stage he was fully born.