I Still Had Some Honor... I Still

The Torches Ran Off, And I Found Myself In A Forest, At Night, Without Any Light, On Skis, And That Was Not Fun - Particularly Because I Was Drunk. Luckily At Some Point I Started To See The Light Of The Ski Lift. To Be In The Forest In The Middle Of The Night, It's Terrible.

I Still Had Some Honor... I Still Have Some Now.

It's Very Important To Set Your Place In A Concrete Environment. I Think Chekhov Said That The Important Thing When You Have A Play Or Any Kind Of Novel Is To Set The Roots In A Concrete Place.

I See Macbeth As A Young, Open-faced Warrior, Who Is Gradually Sucked Into A Whirpool Of Events Because Of His Ambition. When He Meets The Weird Sisters And Hears Their Prophecy, He's Like The Man Who Hopes To Win A Million - A Gamble For High Stakes.

If You Have A Great Passion It Seems That The Logical Thing Is To See The Fruit Of It, And The Fruit Are Children.