Kulchenko Julia Quotes & Sayings

The actor cannot afford to look only to his own life for all his material nor pull strictly from his own experience to find his acting choices and feelings. — Stella Adler

He wanted her. Sweet Jesus, he wanted her. But he had realized in that very moment that he wanted her whole even more. — Sibylla Matilde

98% of all comedians feel obliged to be funny when interviewed. Less than 2% succeed. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Their lives have a size and a shape now. Estha has his and Rahel hers.
Edges, Borders, Boundaries, Brinks and Limits have appeared like a team of trolls on their separate horizons. Short creatures with long shadows, patrolling the Blurry End. Gentle half-moons have gathered under their eyes and they are as old as Ammu was when she died. Thirty-one.
Not old.
Not young.
But a viable die-able age. — Arundhati Roy

And I sit here alone and far from you and it's night and I'm reflecting on everything all around me and I am thinking of you. I saw it in your eyes, in your love, you too are swinging towards the depths of your own being in longer and longer circles. I saw happiness and pain in your eyes and reflections of the paradises lost and regained and lost again, that terrible loneliness and happiness, yes, and I reflect upon this and I think about you.
(from As I Was Moving Ahead I Occasionally Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty, 2000) — Jonas Mekas

What is this place? Jurassic Park? — Mark A. Cooper

Information is the new atom or electron, the fundamental building block of the universe ... We now see the world as entirely made of information: it's bits all the way down. — Bryan Appleyard

The way to end corruption is a progressive, policy driven state with proper implementation. — Narendra Modi

To die is to move on with the invisible. To die is also a joy, a joy of submitting to that which is greater than the known, namely, the pure unknown. That is a joy. But to live mechanized and cut off within the motion of the will, to live as an entity absolved from the unknown, that is shameful and ignominious. There is no ignominy in death. There is complete ignominy in an unreplenished, mechanized life. Life indeed may be ignominious, shameful to the soul. But death is never a shame. Death itself, like the illimitable space, is beyond our sullying. — D.H. Lawrence