The desire to seem clever often prevents our being so.[Le désir de paraître habile empêche souvent de le devenir.]
Playing a young person who’s lost and self-loathing – that’s universally relatable. I think it’s the job of any actor to be as raw as possible and make yourself an open wound.
Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not persuade, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
Nothing so much prevents our being natural as the desire to seem so.[Rien n’empêche tant d’être naturel que l’envie de le paraître.]
No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.
No disguise can long conceal love where it exists, or long feign it where it is lacking.[Il n’y a point de déguisement qui puisse longtemps cacher l’amour où il est, ni le feindre où il n’est pas.]
Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
Let us have no machine-made ornament at all; it is all bad and worthless and ugly.
I am aware that my present position will create a natural doubt of the authenticity of my narrative.
He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural.
Everybody sees what you appear to be, few feel what you are.[Ognuno vede quel che tu pari; pochi sentono quel che tu sei.]
