Men and women walked casually about as they did on the main floor, every now and then stopping one another, exchanging pleasantries or scraps of relevantly irrelevant information. Gossip.

The most precious jewels are not made of stone, but of flesh.

Visions of one powerful scene after another parade across his inner screen, each exploding with drama and meaning

I see things and I hear things I do not understand. I'm a skilled, resourceful... vegetable!

Life is extremely complicated.

You know, Mr. Webb, you have two commands you use with irritating frequency. 'Move' and 'Let's go.

A theater person should know what holds an audience and what does not.