I don't believe in an afterlife, but I'm taking an extra pair of underwear just in case.
Woody AllenRead
That’s one of the nice things about writing, or any art; if the thing’s real, it just lives. All the attendant hoopla about it, the success over it or the critical rejection—none of that really matters. In the end, the thing will survive or not on its own merits. Not that immortality via art is any big deal. Truffaut died, and we all felt awful about it, and there were the appropriate eulogies, and his wonderful films live on. But it’s not much help to Truffaut.
Interpretation
Art's value lies in its authenticity, regardless of external recognition or success.
In this quote, Woody Allen reflects on the enduring nature of true art, implying that its worth is determined by its authenticity rather than by public acclaim or rejection. He uses the example of filmmaker François Truffaut, whose films outlasted him despite the inevitable sadness of his passing, emphasizing that while art can achieve a form of immortality, it offers little solace to the artist once they are gone.
In practice
In a discussion about the value of artistic integrity at a writing seminar.
I don't believe in an afterlife, but I'm taking an extra pair of underwear just in case.
He adored New York City. He idolized it all out of proportion... no, make that: he - he romanticized it all out of proportion. Yes. To him, no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.
There are three rings involved with marriage. The engagement ring, the wedding ring, and the suffering.
I'm astounded by people who want to 'know' the universe when it's hard enough to find your way around Chinatown.
I was in analysis. I was suicidal. As a matter of fact, I would have killed myself, but I was in analysis with a strict Freudian and if you kill yourself they make you pay for the sessions you miss.
Sex without love is an empty experience, but as empty experiences go, it's one of the best.
These people live again in print as intensely as when their images were captured on old dry plates of sixty years ago... I am walking in their alleys, standing in their rooms and sheds and workshops, looking in and out of their windows. Any they in turn seem to be aware of me.
You have to appreciate the spiritual component of having an opportunity to do something as wondrous as writing. You should be practical and smart and you should have a good agent and you should work really, really hard. But you should also be filled with awe and gratitude about this amazing way to be in the world.
A minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.
then, as though it had been waiting on a near by roof for their arrival, the moon came slanting suddenly through the vines and turned the girl's face the color of white roses.
What comes forth from you as an artist cannot be controlled. But you have responsibilities as a global citizen. Your history dictates your duty. And by writing about black people, you are not limiting yourself. The experiences of African-Americans are as wide open as God's closet.
I prefer the old masters, by which I mean John Ford, John Ford, and John Ford.
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