Quotes About Drama

Oh my God. Oh my God," Lyrica whispered, waving her hands in front of her face as she stared at him, eyes wide. "Dawg's gonna have pups when he finds out about this.

And this town was no different. Even the faces were the same. It was strange, he thought, how little difference there was in people. When one traveled, got around to many towns, one soon realized there were just so many types, and one found them in every town. Names were different, and expressions, but it was like many casts playing the same roles in a drama. The parts remained the same; only the names of the cast had changed.

John Brooke is acting dreadfully, and Meg likes it!

Jo vanished without a word. Rushing upstairs, she startled the invalids by exclaiming tragically as she burst into the room, 'Oh, do somebody go down quick; John Brooke is acting dreadfully, and Meg likes it!

study of Shakespeare helped her to read character, or

operatic tragedy began.

Jo examined the work of art nearest her, idly wondering what fortuitous concatenation of circumstances needed the melodramatic illustration of an Indian in full war costume, tumbling over a precipice with a wolf at his throat, while two infuriated young gentlemen, with unnaturally small feet and big eyes, were stabbing each other close by, and a disheveled female was flying away in the background

Verdad que estamos bien? ¡Fuera, mamarracho! ¡Cállese usted la boca! ¡Dame un beso, rica! ¡Ah, ah!

Hamilton's crowded years as treasury secretary scarcely exhaust the epic story of his short life, which was stuffed with high drama. From his illegitimate birth on Nevis to his bloody downfall in Weehawken, Hamilton's life was so tumultuous that only an audacious novelist could have dreamed it up. He embodied an enduring archetype: the obscure immigrant who comes to America, re-creates himself, and succeeds despite a lack of proper birth and breeding.

To add a dash of picturesqueness to her career, her husband, it was said, was doing his utmost to get rid of her; and although she had been in an aeroplane disaster, a fatal gala performance, two railway accidents, and a shipwreck, she always came back - smiling.

Sólo se muere de amor en las malditas óperas.

She was trouble looking for somebody to happen to.

It is this fulfillment motif that is so critical to interpreting not only the Sermon on the Mount but the larger role of Jesus in the drama of Holy Scripture.

She missed the built environment of New York City. It was only in an urban landscape, amid straight lines and architecture, that she could situate herself in human time and history. She missed people. She missed human intrigue, drama and power struggles. She needed her own species, not to talk to, necessarily, but just to be among, as a bystander in a crowd or an anonymous witness.

As he ran through the dense understory, he could read the signs of arboreal intrigue, the drama and power struggles as species vied for control over a patch of sunlight, or giant firs and fungal spores opted to work together for their mutual benefit. He could see time unfolding here, and history, embedded in the whorls and fractal forms of nature, and he would come home, sweating and breathless, and tell her what he'd seen.

She was an ordinary person. But by 'ordinary' I just mean that she didn't have any need to dramatize herself. It's not a criticism. I don't think of the urge to perform as something that adds to a person's character. If anything, it's a defect, especially when it's coupled with a need to compete.

life had once again, perversely, refused to remain life-sized. It had turned melodramatic: and that embarrassed him.

An image has a shape and so does sound and so does montage and so does drama. The film sense is that art which ensures that the four shapes are the same.

I wanna kiss you. I couldn't care less about the team struggling.

That's the drama of our sport. Our margin of error is so small that anything can happen.

Football is a sport of emotions, and we have to capture that in our films.

Every sport pretends to be literature. . .

He spends so much time in the sand trap you'd think he was in the cast of Baywatcb.

In one-act pieces there should be only rubbish - that is their strength.