Half the people in Hollywood are dying to be discovered and the other half are afraid they will be.
Interpretation
This quote captures the duality of the desire for recognition and the fear of exposure in the entertainment industry.
Lionel Barrymore's quote reflects a fundamental truth about the human experience, particularly in the context of Hollywood, where many individuals yearn for fame and recognition while simultaneously fearing the potential consequences of being in the spotlight. This paradox illustrates the complexities of ambition and the insecurities that often accompany the pursuit of one's dreams in a competitive and judgmental environment.
In practice
This quote can be used to open a discussion on the pressures of fame in a film studies class.
Maybe it'll stop you trying to be so desperate about making more money than you can ever use? You can't take it with you, Mr. Kirby. So what good is it? As near as I can see, the only thing you can take with you is the love of your friends.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
All the Utopias will come to pass only when we grow wings and all people are converted into angels.
When the last red man shall have perished from the earth and his memory among the white men shall have become a myth, these shores will swarm with the invisible dead of my tribe. The white man will never be alone. Let him be just and deal kindly with my people, for the dead are not powerless.
Americans do not want to think that there is an alternative to what we have. Therefore, as soon as you say 'fascism' or whatever it might be, then the American response is to say 'no' because we lack the categories that allow us to think outside of the box that we are no longer in.
I often worry that my idea of personhood is nostalgic, irrational, inaccurate.
Why is it that you white people developed so much cargo and brought it to New Guinea, but we black people had little cargo of our own?
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