Quotes About Drama

Anything built on a grand scale or with intense passion invites chaos.

Hamlet is a course and barbarous play. One might think the work is the product of a drunken savage's imagination.

Bring down the curtain, the farce is played out.

Boxing is just show business with blood.

We Irish prefer embroideries to plain cloth. To us Irish, memory is a canvas--stretched, primed, and ready for painting on. We love the "story" part of the word "history," and we love it trimmed out with color and drama, ribbons and bows. Listen to our tunes, observe a Celtic scroll: we always decorate our essence.

I was walking this far off the ground,' Rogers said, smiling at the memory and holding his hand a foot above the floor. 'You know, there are special times and there are extra special times. I feel that the real drama of life is never center stage, it's always in the wings. It's never with the spotlight on, it's usually something that you don't expect at all.

Here was not only the dynamic of primeval myth. Here was the drama of the Eucharist and the plot of Easter, explored by a pen in the Berggasse, scratching on into the night.

A story is not finished, until it has taken the worst turn

Senki sem vonja kétségbe, hogy örömet jelent szórakoztatni és megrázni az embereket, azt az örömet viszont, amit a közönség bosszantása jelent, az írók érdekes módon többnyire tagadják, bár meggyÅ'zÅ'désem, hogy a legtöbb színdarabot kizárólag e célból írták, s nem is a legrosszabbakat.

Wer einen großen Skandal verheimlichen will, inszeniert am besten einen kleinen.

We get it. Plants are pretty and smell nice. For us, the new and exotic frontier is season finale cliff-hangers.

My life," Melody declared, "is a tragedy.

Almighty help any man who tries to keep track of your tangled courtships, son.

and ignoring her shocked gasp, he used his foot to stomp it into pieces. "Are you crazy?

Just because you have teenagers in a movie doesn't make it a teen movie.

Linda grabbed an ashtray from the table and threw it at him, hitting him right above the eyebrow. Blood ran down his face and dripped on Harriet Bolson's file.

But James, as an artist, was deeply suspicious of what gave him pleasure, or indeed satisfaction. In his own complex sensibility, there was an ambiguity about most things, and this moved him towards subtlety when he approached character, drama, and scene, and nudged him towards many modifying subclauses when he wrote a sentence. Nothing came to him simply.

Spacious and splendid, like a stage again awaiting a drama, it was a scene she might people, by the press of her spring, either with serenities and dignities and decencies, or with terrors and shames and ruins, things as ugly as those formless fragments of her golden bowl she was trying so hard to pick up.

On the meridian of time there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.

the flight which the poet makes over the face of the earth and then, as if he had been ordained to re-enact a lost drama, the heroic descent to the very bowls of the earth, the dark and fearsome sojourn in the belly of the whale, the bloody struggle to liberate himself, to emerge clean of the past, a bright, gory sun god cast up on an alien shore.

I am appalled by the potentialities of drama that are still contained in these feeble bodies.

The rules are all in a sixty-four-page pamphlet by Aristotle called 'Poetics.' It was written almost three thousand years ago, but I promise you, if something is wrong with what you're writing, you've probably broken one of Aristotle's rules.

I only really started to go to plays and to be interested in drama 20 years ago when as an artist I was already well-rounded. I think I'm more disciplined today.

These wrestlers aren't organized. They have no union, no pension and no insurance. You meet wrestler after wrestler who sold out Madison Square Garden ten years ago, basically running on fumes today. There's a lot of drama there.