Quotes About Drama

POLEVOY (to Chaadaev)     But no doubt you have read Kukolnik's play? CHAADAEV     No … I started to read it, but after a while I seemed to lose interest, and I was still on the title. Stankevich

His radio plays include: If You're Glad I'll Be Frank, Albert's Bridge (Italia Prize), Where Are They Now?, Artist Descending A Staircase, The Dog It Was That Died, In the Native State (Sony Award).

There is an art to the building up of suspense.

In Ohio seasons are theatrical. Each one enters like a prima donna, convinced its performance is the reason the world has people in it.

Sky provided the only drama, and counting on a Cincinnati horizon for life's principal joy was reckless indeed.

Sky provided the only drama, and counting on a Cincinnati horizon for life's principal joy was reckless indeed. So

In Ohio the seasons are theatrical.

For Robert Lee Hodge, it was also a way of life. As the Marlon Brando of battlefield bloating, he was often hired for Civil War movies.

But dying was no drama. Dying was cold and hard and painful, and dull. It went on too long. I was exhausted and growing bored with it. Now I had too much time to think about whether I was going to die from the tide

Gregori strutted toward the door. "I'm too sexy for my cape, too sexy for my fangs. Too sexy." He whirled in a circle, then struck a disco pose with a hand pointing at the ceiling. "Too sexy!" He left with a flourish of his cape.

There's a nasty story…' Dot began. 'Do tell,' encouraged Phryne.

Phryne was getting out of the car. Dot closed her eyes. Miss Fisher was about to happen to someone again.

Friends of yours, eh?" I think one of them's about to faint." Oh, my god. "That's Chloe Dale," I said without turning arouind. "She suffers from high oestrogen levels. I can introduce you if you like." Gideon's smile grew wilder. "Maybe I'll take you up on that some other time. Now, come on. We still have a lot to do today." He took my arm (a loud squel could be heard from the steps and guided me towards the limousine.

En el comedor se hizo un silencio sepulcral—susurró Xemerius desde la araña—. Todas las miradas apuntaban a la muchacha de la blusa amarillo pipí...

It's strange, the lack of emotion, the absence of drama in reality. When things happen in real life, extraordinary things, there's no music, there's no dah-dah-daaahhs. There's no close-ups. No dramatic camera angles. Nothing happens. Nothing stops, the rest of the world goes on.

It's strange, the lack of emotion, the absence of drama in reality. When things happen in real life, extraordinary things, there's no music…There's no close-ups. No dramatic camera angles. Nothing happens. Nothing stops, the rest of the world goes on.

Everyone stopped talking and turned to her except Rider, who proceeded to shatter his teacup with his fork.

I wasn't originally taking drama, but the drama teacher asked me to audition for Bye, Bye Birdie. I did and got the lead role. Initially I was kind of scared, but once I did it I got bitten by the bug and loved it.

I heard Carl shout, and I turned to see Roland now on fire, though not as bright as his sister. Carl simply kicked him into the pool, where he fell like a rock, extinguished.

Mulholland Drive has more filmic and real-life drama than any other road in L.A., as well as being the favored route of the Manson family for crosstown travel and creepy crawling exploits . . .

Halt!" Sin jerked his head to see Roger of Warrington in the crowd. The knight was staring straight at the Scotswoman. She met Roger's gaze over the heads of those surrounding her, then grabbed her brother's hand and started running through the crowd in the opposite direction. "Halt, I say!" Roger shouted louder. "Oh, that's effective," Sin said sarcastically. "Halt or I shall say halt again." -Roger, Callie & Jamie, & Sin

How will we find your friend Ioan?" Adara asked. Before Christian could respond, a man was thrown through an open doorway and went sprawling before them into the street while raucous laughter, taunts, and insults rang out after him. Two more men quickly joined him in the street. They all lay on the ground, groaning. "I think we found him," Christian said with a hint of amusement in his voice. -Adara & Christian

Life is like a B-picture script.

The average woman was firmly convinced, it seemed, that she could not make a man recognize her worth unless every time she opened her legs she did so as if it were a scene in a soap opera.