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“I believe in my mask-- The man I made up is me
I believe in my dance-- And my destiny”
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I believe in my dance-- And my destiny”
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“I don't understand my feelings. I really don't. I don't understand how I could hate you so much after so much time. How, no matter how much I'd like to not hate you, I hate you even more. It grows.”
― Fool for Love
― Fool for Love
“You can’t keep messing me around like this. It’s been going on too long. I can’t take it anymore. I get sick every time you come around. Then I get sick when you leave. You’re like a disease to me.”
― Fool for Love
― Fool for Love
“I hate endings. Just detest them. Beginnings are definitely the most exciting, middles are perplexing and endings are a disaster. â€� The temptation towards resolution, towards wrapping up the package, seems to me a terrible trap. Why not be more honest with the moment? The most authentic endings are the ones which are already revolving towards another beginning. That’s genius.”
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“When you hit a wall â€� of your own imagined limitations â€� just kick it in.”
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“I had a definite sense of somehow being a passenger in an evil vehicle crusing through Paradise.”
― Cruising Paradise
― Cruising Paradise
“This isn't champagne anymore. We went through the champagne a long time ago. This is serious stuff. The days of champagne are long gone.”
― True West
― True West
“Look it - you start out as an artist, I started out when I was nineteen, and you’re full of defenses. You have all of this stuff to prove. You have all of these shields in front of you. All your weapons are out. It’s like you’re going into battle. You can accomplish a certain amount that way. But then you get to a point where you say, “But there’s this whole other territory I’m leaving out.â€� And that territory becomes more important as you grow older. You begin to see that you leave out so much when you go to battle with the shield and all the rest of it. You have to start including that other side or die a horrible death as an artist with your shield stuck on the front of your face forever. You can’t grow that way. And I don’t think you can grow as a person that way, either. There just comes a point when you have to relinquish some of that and risk becoming more open to the vulnerable side, which I think is the female side. It’s much more courageous than the male side.”
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“When you consider all the writers who never even had a machine. Who would have given an eyeball for a good typewriter. Any typewriter. All the ones who wrote on a matchbook covers. Paper bags. Toilet paper. Who had their writing destroyed by their jailers. Who persisted beyond all odds.”
― True West
― True West
“You can't believe people when they look you in the eyes. You gotta' look behind them. See what they're standing in front of. What they're hiding. Everyone's hiding, Wes. Everybody. Nobody look like what they are.”
― Curse of the Starving Class
― Curse of the Starving Class
“She refers to her past as the time before she was "blown away.”
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“Austin: "Well it is like salvation sort of. I mean the smell. I love the smell of toast. And the sun's coming up. It makes me feel like anything's possible. Y'know?”
― True West
― True West
“Weston: Look at my outlook. You don't envy it, right?
Wesley: No.
Weston: That's because it's full of poison. Infected. And you recognize poison, right? You recognize it when you see it?
Wesley: Yes.
Weston: Yes, you do. I can see that you do. My poison scares you.
Wesley: Doesn't scare me.
Weston: No?
Wesley: No.
Weston: Good. You're growing up. I never saw my old man's poison until I was much older than you. Much older. And then you know how I recognized it?
Wesley: How?
Weston: Because I saw myself infected with it. That's how. I saw me carrying it around. His poison in my body.”
― Curse of the Starving Class
Wesley: No.
Weston: That's because it's full of poison. Infected. And you recognize poison, right? You recognize it when you see it?
Wesley: Yes.
Weston: Yes, you do. I can see that you do. My poison scares you.
Wesley: Doesn't scare me.
Weston: No?
Wesley: No.
Weston: Good. You're growing up. I never saw my old man's poison until I was much older than you. Much older. And then you know how I recognized it?
Wesley: How?
Weston: Because I saw myself infected with it. That's how. I saw me carrying it around. His poison in my body.”
― Curse of the Starving Class
“people here have become the people they're pretending to be.”
― Motel Chronicles
― Motel Chronicles
“That’s the thing about later. You don’t know what’s coming up. You don’t know how all the loose ends are going to gather together. Something for sure is going to happen but you don’t know what it is.”
― Spy of the First Person
― Spy of the First Person
“You don't have to take it out on my typewrite ya' know. It's not the machine's fault that you can't write. It's a sin to do that to a good machine.”
― True West
― True West
“He pictured both cities simultaneously, as though they hung on the extended arms of the orange clouds. Suspended. Tiny San Francisco dangling to the north: innocent, rich and a little bit silly. The sprawling, demented snake of L.A. to the south. Its fanged mouth wide open, eyes blazing, paralyzed in a lunge of pure paranoia. This was the place to be, he thought. Right here. In the middle. Smack in the belly of California where he could eyeball both from a distance. He could live inside the intestines of this valley while he spied on the brain and the genitals.”
― Motel Chronicles
― Motel Chronicles
“So they take off after each other straight into an endless black prairie. The sun is just comin' down and they can feel the night on their backs. What they don't know is that each one of 'em is afraid, see. Each one separately thinks that he's the only one that's afraid. And they keep ridin' like that straight into the night. Not knowing. And the one who's chasin' doesn't know where the other one is taking him. And the one who's being chased doesn't know where he's going.”
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“I'm inhabiting a life I'm not supposed to be in... and at certain times in my life, I have felt a wrongness. And not a moral wrongness but a sense that this isn't what I was born to be doing.”
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“I’ve heard writers talk about “discovering a voice,â€� but for me that wasn’t a problem. There were so many voices that I didn’t know where to start.”
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“There are times when I can’t help thinking about the past. I know the present is the place to be. It’s always been the place to be. I know I’ve been recommended by very wise people to stay in the present as much as possible, but the past sometimes presents itself. The past doesn’t come as a whole. It always comes in parts.”
― Spy of the First Person
― Spy of the First Person
“The experience is always different than the plans. The experience was exhausting. I am still exhausted from it.”
― Spy of the First Person
― Spy of the First Person
“Mi papá vive solo en el desierto. Dice que no se lleva bien con la gente.”
― Crónicas de motel
― Crónicas de motel
“It's funny, in a way the actor is a writer. It's not like the two things are so separate as to be like apples and oranges. The writer and the actor are one.”
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“I've been my own man. Ain't nothing richer than that”
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“VINCE: We'd never make it. We'd drive and we'd drive and we'd drive and we'd never make it. We'd think we were getting farther and farther away. That's what we'd think.”
― Buried Child
― Buried Child
“Men combing their hair in cars
Men watching their hair in rear-view mirrors
Men carrying big black combs in their back pockets
Men worried about how Women see them
Men turning themselves into advertisements of Men
Women wearing boots that make them limp
Women watching their eyes don't wander on to the eyes of Men
Women worried how Men will see them
Women turning themselves into advertisements of Women”
― Motel Chronicles ; Hawk Moon
Men watching their hair in rear-view mirrors
Men carrying big black combs in their back pockets
Men worried about how Women see them
Men turning themselves into advertisements of Men
Women wearing boots that make them limp
Women watching their eyes don't wander on to the eyes of Men
Women worried how Men will see them
Women turning themselves into advertisements of Women”
― Motel Chronicles ; Hawk Moon