We Ape, We Mimic, We Mock. We

In Spite Of A Heavy Disguise, A Few Days' Growth On My Face, Dark Glasses, A Beret And One Of William's Jackets That Fitted Me Not At All, As I Emerged From A Hotel In Lecce, A Young Fisherman Pointed Me Out To His Friends And Said "lavrenche Olivaire." It Was Not All That Amazing; If You're Not Known In Italy, You're Not Known Anywhere.

You Must Have - Besides Intuition And Sensitivity - A Cutting Edge That Allows You To Reach What You Need. Also, You Have To Know Life - Bastards Included - And It Takes A Bit Of One To Know One, Don't You Think?

A Sexual Athlete Is Not Likely To Find Sufficient Energy For Work Of Another Athletic Kind, And The Acting Of Great Parts Most Definitely Was And Always Will Be Athletic, Depending On Inner If Not On Visible Energy. Members Of Other Professions That Depend On The Expenditure Of Physical Energy Must, I Believe, Find Similar Difficulties When Attempting To Double Up On Their Energies. One Has Often Heard That The Most Magnificent Specimens Of Boxers, Wrestlers And Champions In Almost Every Branch Of Athletic Sport Prove To Be Disappointing Upon The Removal Of That Revered Jockstrap.

If You're An Artist, You've Got To Prove It.

Without Acting, I Cannot Breathe.