So Must People Hate Their Jobs.that's Why

I Can't Believe It's Actually Happening. This Is Independent Adulthood, This Is What It Feels Like. Shouldn't There Be Some Sort Of Ritual? In Certain Remote African Tribes There'd Be Some Incredible Four Day Rites Of Passage Ceremony Involving Tattooing And Potent Hallucinogenic Drugs Extracted From Tree-frogs, And Village Elders Smearing My Body With Monkey Blood, But Here,rites Of Passage Is All About Three New Pairs Of Pants And Stuffing Your Duvet In A Bin-liner.

If You Have To Keep A Secret It's Because You Shouldn't Be Doing It In The First Place

She Used To Pride Herself On Her Refusal To See Two Sides Of An Argument, But Increasingly She Accepts That Issues Are More Ambiguous And Complicated Than She Once Thought.

He Put One Hand Lightly On The Back Of Her Neck And Simultaneously She Placed One Hand Lightly On His Hip, And They Kissed In The Street As All Around Them People Hurried Home In The Summer Light, And It Was The Sweetest Kiss That Either Of Them Would Ever Know. This Is Where It All Begins. Everything Starts Here, Today. And Then It Was Over.

A Screenplay Is Really An Instruction Manual, And It Can Be Interpreted In Any Number Of Ways. The Casting, The Choice Of Location, The Costumes And Make-up, The Actors' Reading Of A Line Or Emphasis Of A Word, The Choice Of Lens And The Pace Of The Cutting - These Are All Part Of The Translation.