Let's sing our way out of this
drama singing
Every reiteration of the idea that _nothing matters_ debases the human spirit. Every reiteration of the idea that there is no drama in modern life, there is only dramatization, that there is no tragedy, there is only unexplained misfortune, debases us. It denies what we know to be true. In denying what we know, we are as a nation which cannot remember its dreams--like an unhappy person who cannot remember his dreams and so denies that he does dream, and denies that there are such things as dreams.
drama tragedy
Our lives drifts along with normal things happening. Some ups, some downs, but nothing to go down in history about. Nothing so fantastic or terrible that it'll be told for a thousand years. But because we grew up surrounded by big dramatic story arcs in books and movies, we think our lives are supposed to be filled with huge ups and downs! So people pretend there is drama where there is none. That's why people invent fights. That's why we're drawn to sports. That's why we act like everything that happens to us is such a big deal. We're trying to make our life into a fairy tale.
drama
.. Uncorny, human sized drama
The plays should have the half-life of plutonium.
theater drama plays
Every one of us is a minor tragedy. Most of us learn to cope.
life drama coping
The moving light, rejoicing in its strength, Sped from the pyre of pine, and urged its way, In golden glory, like some strange new sun..
drama greek
BOTTOMThere are things in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisby that will never please. First, Pyramus must draw a sword to kill himself; which the ladiescannot abide. How answer you that?SNOUTBy'r lakin, a parlous fear. STARVELINGI believe we must leave the killing out, when all is done. BOTTOMNot a whit: I have a device to make all well. Write me a prologue; and let the prologue seem tosay, we will do no harm with our swords, and thatPyramus is not killed indeed; and, for the morebetter assurance, tell them that I, Pyramus, am notPyramus, but Bottom the weaver: this will put themout of fear. QUINCEWell, we will have such a prologue; and it shall bewritten in eight and six. BOTTOMNo, make it two more; let it be written in eight and eight.
funny humor drama
Great drama is great questions or it is nothing but technique. I could not imagine a theater worth my time that did not want to change the world.
life drama questions
.. Then we went skinny dippin' and did things that frighten the fish.. Character, Shelby Eatonton, from the movie, Steel Magnolias.
drama romantic-comedy
The basis of drama is.. Is the struggle of the hero towards a specific goal at the end of which he realizes that what kept him from it was, in the lesser drama, civilization and, in the great drama, the discovery of something that he did not set out to discover but which can be seen retrospectively as inevitable. The example Aristotle uses, of course, is Oedipus.
But what are kings, when regiment is gone, But perfect shadows in a sunshine day?- Edward II, 5.1
drama kings
A tragic situation exists precisely when virtue does NOT triumph but when it is still felt that man is nobler than the forces which destroy him.
Always enjoying reading books
They met me in the day of success: and I havelearned by the perfectest report, they have more inthem than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desireto question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt inthe wonder of it, came missives from the king, whoall-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor; ' by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referredme to the coming on of time, with 'Hail, king thatshalt be!' This have I thought good to deliverthee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thoumightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by beingignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay itto thy heart, and farewell.
But as I am a scholar I feel obliged to document what it is like here, most of the time, between the dramatic climaxes. In truth it is like this: You cannot imagine how time can be so still. It hangs. It weighs, and yet there is so little of it. It goes so slowly and it is so scarce. If I was writing this scene it would last a full 15 minutes. I would lie here and you would sit there.
drama movie
Theater cannot include only people. What acts on stage is matter.
theater drama
How I love - writing, acting, breathing the atmosphere- and one day I'll have it. If I cannot write, I shall die.
Physicality is the basis of performance.
theater drama acting
Jock; Back offRoyd; Are you threatining me?Jock; Not if you back off!Royd: You look like shit go to bed. Sophie: Take your hands off meRoyd: Better mine than sanbornes. Sophie; Take your hands off me or so help me ill make a unic of you!Royd; Try it fight me i want to hurt youSophie: Then youre sucssedding il have bruise are you happy?ROYD: NO IM NOT HAPPY!Jock: Two years ago her father shot her mother tryd to kill her son and ended up shoting sophie instead the attack came out of the bule
I grasped the mirror to look closer at the strange girl in the reflection. Yes, I could see some similarities. The shape of the face was the same, but with all the changes it looked unearthly. The reflection was beautiful.. Extremely beautiful--small, pink lips.. Pale and glowing skin.. Fine white hair. But I couldn't stop focusing on the eyes. The bottomless blue was shocking in the midst of white. She could have competed against Lydia. No, she would have blown Lydia out of the water.
drama mysterious
What sort of attractions do you think lured our coreligionists out of the ghetto and into the mainstream of European culture? Was it the wit of Molière, or the ingenious stage mechanisms of Pixérécourt? Or was it simply the opportunity to cast an eye, without shame, upon the living, unclad human form?
drama jews
One feels relieved these days when a play is not like television.
Actors are superstitious about beggars, perhaps because we're largely in the same line.
I recount as this journey begins where I rest to gather the tale from thissame old house resting on the hill, leaving me a view of a carnival once seen from just across the tracks. My pallet is dry now. The colors I see no more. The rain has washed away many of the signs that once stood for a prosperhome and family. My grave is waiting. The dreams once filled my head withimages of world unison, hope and companionship for all. The saga spokenthrough my canvas drew darker as the years went on to the bitter cold nights. All that comes to me now are glimpses of faces that graced my soul.
memoir drama artistic
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