The love that previously dared not speak its name has now grown hoarse from screaming it.

The primary function of a theatre is not to please itself, or even to please its audience. It is to serve talent.

The invention of film has given our generation the dubious advantage of watching our acting heroes deteriorate before our eyes.

The love that previously dared not speak its name has now grown hoarse from screaming it.

On Laurence Olivier as Hamlet in a 1948 film: Olivier's idea of introspection was to hood his eyes, dentalize his consonants and let the camera circle his blondined head like a sparrow looking for a place to deposit its droppings.

Without an elite in the arts, we have no leaders, which is to say we have no vision, which is to say we have no arts.

Theater going is a communal act, movie going a solitary one.