Quotes on Theatre

Remember this practical piece of advice: Never come into the theatre with mud on your feet. Leave your dust and dirt outside. Check your little worries, squabbles, petty difficulties with your outside clothing - all the things that ruin your life and draw your attention away from your art - at the door.

The stage is not merely the meeting place of all the arts, but is also the return of art to life.

In my plays I want to look at life at the commonplace of existence as if we had just turned a corner and run into it for the first time.

When you stand and share your story in an empowering way, your story will heal you and your story will heal somebody else.

A theatre receives recognition through its initiative, which is indispensable for first-rate performances.

It's one of the tragic ironies of the theatre that only one man in it can count on steady work - the night watchman.

You can't learn to act unless you're criticized. If you tie that criticism to your childhood insecurities you'll have a terrible time. Instead, you must take criticism objectively, pertaining it only to the work being done.

The only way to deal with yourself as an actor is to follow the emotional truth of what you have to do under the imaginary circumstances. And as you develop you become confident. You come to believe in what you're doing and trust it because it's out of you.

The audience is the most revered member of the theater. Without an audience, there is no theater. Everything done is ultimately for the enjoyment of the audience. They are our guests, fellow players, and the last spoke in the wheel which can then begin to roll. They make the performance meaningful.

But men must know, that in this theatre of man's life it is reserved only for God and angels to be lookers on.

All that day she had had the feeling that she was playing in the theatre with actors better than herself and that her poor playing spoiled the whole thing.

A good film is when the price of the dinner, the theatre admission and the babysitter were worth it.

Her life with others no longer interests him. He wants only her stalking beauty, her theatre of expressions. He wants the minute secret reflection between them, the depth of field minimal, their foreignness intimate like two pages of a closed book.

This is the Great Theatre of Life. Admission is free, but the taxation is mortal. You come when you can, and leave when you must. The show is continuous. Goodnight.