The theatre is supremely fitted to say: 'Behold! These things are.' Yet most dramatists employ it to say: 'This moral truth can be learned from beholding this action.'
quote by Thornton Wilder
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I am so far as I am aware not at all influenced by dramatists, expect for Shakespeare, who I have to say, it is impossible not to be influenced by if you hold language to be the major element of theatre.
quote by Howard Barker
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I raced supremely well. I felt I was as well fitted to do it as I had ever been, and as perhaps I might ever be. I went climbing three weeks before, because I was feeling fed up with running.
quote by Roger Bannister
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Political realism is aware of the moral significance of political action. It is also aware of the ineluctable tension between the moral command and the requirements of successful political action. And it is
unwilling to gloss over and obliterate that tension and thus to obfuscate both the moral and the political issue by making it appear as though the stark facts of politics were morally more satisfying than they actually are, and the moral law less exacting than it actually is.
quote by Hans Morgenthau
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I Came To Learn
I came to learn about Love and I learned
that we are Love in action.
I came to learn about Courage and I
discovered that we are Courage in action.
I came to learn about Truth and I now
realize that we are Truth in action.
I came to learn about Compassion and I
now understand that we are Compassion in
action.
I came to learn about Life and I now know
that we are Life in action.
I came to learn about God and I am
convinced that we are God in action.
poem by Christopher Pacini
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Every day that you attempt to see things as they are in truth Is a supremely successful day.
quote by Vernon Howard
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What I Learned Today
What I learned today is that there will be a tomorrow,
what I learned today is the truth is full of pain and sorrow.
What I learned yesterday is people make mistakes,
what I learned yesterday is I will do whatever it takes.
What I learned Saturday when i watched you leave I take back
what I said, what I learned Saturday is when we fought i dread.
What I learned now is that part of my heart is gone,
what I learned now is you will no longer wake me up at dawn.
It is quiet with out you,
I feel I have many things to do.
poem by Angelina Sabia
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Movement should be a counter, whether in action scenes or dialogue or whatever. It counters where your eye is going. This style thing, for me it's all fitted to the action, to the script, to the characters.
quote by Samuel Fuller
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There Is Something Really Wrong About That
There's something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
There is something really wrong about that!
They're not based in truth of action.
Something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
Absent is the truth of action.
Nothing is said about that.
There is something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
There's something really wrong about that!
They're not based in truth of action.
Something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
Absent is the truth of action.
Nothing is said about that.
Truth has been manipulated.
Something is wrong about that!
And people now themselves they hate.
Something is wrong about that!
Racism is the indicator.
Something is wrong about that!
And how one lives is too debated.
Something is wrong about that!
There is something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
There's something really wrong about that!
They're not based in truth of action.
Something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
Absent is the truth of action.
Nothing is said about that.
We've all been underestimated.
Something is wrong about that!
The thoughts of people are degraded.
Something is wrong about that!
Deceivers seem too much elated.
Something is wrong about that!
And truth for us has been created...
With an ease that's made..
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
There is something really wrong about that!
They're not based in truth of action.
Something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
Absent is the truth of action.
Nothing is said about that.
Something's really wrong about it.
Where are the facts?
Something's really wrong about this.
Who erased the facts?
Something's really wrong about it.
Where are the facts?
Something's really wrong about this.
Who erased the facts?
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Who is hiding facts?
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Keeping truth from action.
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Who is hiding facts?
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Keeping truth from action.
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Who is hiding facts?
And why are facts held back?
The truth has been eliminated.
Something is wrong about that.
The truth has been eliminated.
Something is wrong about that.
The truth has been eliminated.
Something is wrong about that.
The truth has been eliminated.
Something is wrong about that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As a child I was taught that to tell the truth was often painful. As an adult I have learned that not to tell the truth is more painful, and that the fear of telling the truth — whatever the truth may be — that fear is the most painful sensation of a moral life.
quote by June Jordan
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Theatre is expensive to go to. I certainly felt when I was growing up that theatre wasn't for us. Theatre still has that stigma to it. A lot of people feel intimidated and underrepresented in theatre.
quote by Christopher Eccleston
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Sonnet 54
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay,
My love like the spectator ydly sits
Beholding me that all the pageants play,
Disguysing diversly my troubled wits.
Sometimes I joy when glad occasion fits,
And mask in myrth lyke to a comedy:
Soone after when my joy to sorrow flits,
I waile and make my woes a tragedy.
Yet she, beholding me with constant eye,
Delights not in my merth nor rues my smart:
But when I laugh she mocks, and when I cry
She laughs and hardens evermore her heart.
What then can move her? if nor merth nor mone,
She is no woman, but a senceless stone.
poem by Edmund Spenser
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Sonnet LIIII
OF this worlds Theatre in which we stay,
My loue lyke the Spectator ydly sits
beholding me that all the pageants play,
disguysing diuersly my troubled wits.
Sometimes I ioy when glad occasion sits,
and mask in myrth lyke to a Comedy:
soone after when my ioy to sorrow flits,
I waile and make my woes a Tragedy.
Yet she beholding me with constant eye,
delights not in my merth nor rues my smart:
but when I laugh she mocks, and when I cry
she laughes, and hardens euermore her hart.
What then can moue her? if nor merth nor mone,
she is no woman, but a sencelesse stone.
poem by Edmund Spenser
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Heroines?
Today all talk a lot about Pussy Riot,
The girls from Russia that couldn't keep quiet.
OK, I agree! It's their right to fight
With the things they don't like.
I can understand any strike.
Even when you have to take a gun,
But … sorry to say that,
I condemn their action as the dirtiest one.
They've become the world known heroines
Because of their dirty actions.
Dancing in masks in the church
It's the moral lurch.
You can agree with me or not
But that horrible action was not done on the spot.
To my opinion it was just bought.
But tell me please: for what?
Whooping the slogans against Putin in a church
Looked like the devil's search.
They certainly should be released from prison
As their action is not the reason
To be punished like that.
Their dirty action is a fact,
But… if we are a civilized society
And would like to be a mighty,
We have to forgive and then ignore
If we don't like to repeat it any more.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Moral Plight
Men are facing a moral plight, confronted by the deeds of night,
Throughout the land, even by us, who in God have put their trust.
We’re far beyond a moral decline, as Satan attempts to redefine,
Men’s moral attitudes and ways, while he darkens our final days.
Suggesting moral openness, in forsaking God’s Righteousness,
Counterfeiting things that are right, with his tainted spiritual light,
When they are not right at all, but the sin created by Adam’s fall,
Sin Satan continues to replicate, so all deception will perpetuate.
Deceiving multitudes every day, to leave Christ’s untainted way,
The only way that leads to life, away from all that immoral strife.
Amorality is all that’s preached, while closed hearts are reached,
A faith to include everyone, who stands opposed to God’s Son.
Some suggest, there is no sin, and God, in all things, lies within,
And that the Cross of Calvary, by us, is preached unnecessarily.
For this Truth of God they despise, believing man alone is wise,
And that none are spiritually lost, so want to rid us of the Cross.
Without the Cross and its Truth, men think they’ll see no reproof,
From the God over all Eternity, as they continue living immorally,
But, as their life gets darker friend, that darkness will see an end,
As it is exposed by The Light, when Jesus makes all things right.
(Copyright ©04/2008)
I've done a lot of costume drama and theatre - the National Theatre and In fact, most of my work at the theatre, at the National Theatre anyway, was period.
quote by Brenda Blethyn
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Epiphany, Dead Man Walking
i learned to walk again,
the day you drove away
and left me standing in the drive...
i learned to see again,
staring at old photographs
in a book hid away.
i learned to think again,
thinking, and rethinking
every move and every action.
i learned to feel again,
struck dumb with waves of sorrow,
with blood on my lips.
i learned to cry again,
in the dark and sleepless night,
when no one else could see.
i learned to fight again,
pushed back against the wall
with nothing left to lose.
i learned to pray again,
to a God that doesnt answer,
from the gates of hell.
i learned to dream again,
violent shaking nightmares,
waking up to a cold sweat.
i learned to love again
to cherish every moment,
every touch forgotten.
i learned to walk again,
and walked off into the sunset
with our hearts in my hands.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Sound Of Wings.....
from the bars of the cell,
i learned freedom from the body.
from the underside of the bridge,
i learned home has not a house.
from forty years of working,
i learned the bitterness of the slave.
from the political lies,
i learned that truth cant be bought.
from the books i read,
i learned to reason and question.
from the heroin needle,
i learned the value of life.
from love lost,
i learned how to love.
from doubt i learned seeking,
in seeking i found god to be more.
from the scars on my heart,
i learned to be a man.
from battles fought and lost,
i learned the need for peace.
from discrimination i learned equality,
from anger i learned forgiveness.
from the mirror i learned responsibility...
from the bars of the cell,
i learned the sound of wings!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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We talk about theatre museums filled with old costumes and things. What we also need is a theatre museum of the old routines on videotape. We are only the custodians of those techniques, and they should be preserved.
I'n School
In school:
I was told to sit down and shut up.
I should just shut up and
be quiet
In school I could learn
And I learned
and I faced the master
I learned about the play,
the theatre,
but this was no school of drama
So I lied
I lied about my friends,
the theatre, the girl
and I ran away
I ran away from the master
And I was the master
but I cried when I left
I was told to sit down and shut up
and I left that school because I didn't fight.
I just got up
and left,
quietly.
poem by Alex Ranedo klein
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Now here is a departure from the first principle of true ethics. Here we find ideas of moral wrong and moral right associated with something else than beneficial action. The consequent is, we lose sight of the real basis of morals, and substitute a false one.
quote by Francis Wright
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