In the theater, while you recognized that you were looking at a house, it was a house in quotation marks. On screen, the quotation marks tend to be blotted out by the camera.
ARTHUR MILLERA child’s spirit is like a child, you can never catch it by running after it; you must stand still, and, for love, it will soon itself come back.
More Arthur Miller Quotes
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Where choice begins, Paradise ends, innocence ends, for what is Paradise but the absence of any need to choose this action?
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A suicide kills two people, Maggie, that’s what it’s for!
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Well, all the plays that I was trying to write were plays that would grab an audience by the throat and not release them, rather than presenting an emotion which you could observe and walk away from.
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The job is to ask questions-it always was-and to ask them as inexorably as I can. And to face the absence of precise answers with a certain humility.
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A good newspaper, I suppose, is a nation talking to itself.
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The problem was to sustain at any cost the feeling you had in the theater that you were watching a real person, yes, but an intense condensation of his experience, not simply a realistic series of episodes.
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The structure of a play is always the story of how the birds came home to roost.
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I think it’s a mistake to ever look for hope outside of one’s self.
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If I see an ending, I can work backward.
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He wants to live on through something-and in his case, his masterpiece is his son. all of us want that, and it gets more poignant as we get more anonymous in this world.
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Betrayal is the only truth that sticks.
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Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.
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I love her too, but our neuroses just don’t match.
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I’m the end of the line; absurd and appalling as it may seem, serious New York theater has died in my lifetime.
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You cannot catch a child’s spirit by running after it; you must stand still and for love it will soon itself return.
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