To Those Whose God Is Honor; Only

. . . It Is True That Language And Forward Movement In The Cinema Are Jolly Hard To Reconcile. It's A Very, Very, Difficult Thing To Do. . . . There Is Still A Place In The Cinema For Movies That Are Driven By The Human Face, And Not By Explosions And Cars And Guns And Action Sequences . . . There's Such A Thing As Action And Speed Within Thought Rather Than Within A Ceaseless Milkshake Of Images.

Style Is The Art Of Getting Yourself Out Of The Way, Not Putting Yourself In It.

Thought Is The Wind And Knowledge The Sail.

To Those Whose God Is Honor; Only Disgrace Is A Sin.

Obviously Via Dolorosa Is Completely Artificial. It Is As Highly Wrought As Any Of My Plays. But Basically All The Artifice Is To Disguise Itself So You Don't Feel It's There. You're Attempting To Make The Artifice Like A Pane Of Glass That Simply Leads You Through To The Subject - Not To Decorate The Bloody Glass.