Quote authors in 1915

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Authors of 1915

Born or Deceased in 1915

Rupert Brooke

Tribute :23 April 1915

orson welles

Born :6 May 1915

Al Spalding

Tribute :9 September 1915

Arthur Miller

Born :17 October 1915

Fawn M. Brodie

Born :15 September 1915

John Henrik Clarke

Born :1 January 1915

Norman Cousins

Born :24 June 1915

Quotes of 1915

Quotes taken from the authors in 1915

I don't like television when it gets near to photographed plays.

orson welles

I prefer the old masters, by which I mean John Ford, John Ford, and John Ford.

orson welles

I have no great message to the world.

orson welles

I hate Woody Allen physically, I dislike that kind of man.

orson welles

I'm not a walking extra in a Chekhov play; I'm no Slavic gloom or Irish gloom.

orson welles

I think now that the great thing is not so much the formulation of an answer for myself, for the theater, or the play-but rather the most accurate possible statement of the problem.

Arthur Miller

Man must shape his tools lest they shape him.

Arthur Miller

Where choice begins, Paradise ends, innocence ends, for what is Paradise but the absence of any need to choose this action?

Arthur Miller

I love her too, but our neuroses just don't match.

Arthur Miller

The number of elements that have to go into a hit would break a computer down. the right season for that play, the right historical moment, the right tonality.

Arthur Miller

Housework is a breeze. Cooking is a pleasant diversion. Putting up a retaining wall is a lark. But teaching is like climbing a mountain.

Fawn M. Brodie

A passion for politics stems usually from an insatiable need, either for power, or for friendship and adulation, or a combination of both.

Fawn M. Brodie

Show me a character whose life arouses my curiosity, and my flesh begins crawling with suspense.

Fawn M. Brodie

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

Rupert Brooke

The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.

Rupert Brooke

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.

Rupert Brooke

We always love those who admire us; we do not always love those whom we admire.

Rupert Brooke

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

Rupert Brooke

Your heaviest artillery will be your will to live. Keep that big gun going.

Norman Cousins

Laughter is inner jogging.

Norman Cousins