I Don't Have To Explain Anything To

I Didn't Know What To Do. How Do You Tell An Eight-year-old Boy His Mother's Going To Die? I Tried. In My Own Stumbling Way I Tried To Prepare Jim For It. Nowadays, He Lives In A World We Don't Understand Too Well, The Actor's World. We Don't See Too Much Of Him. But He's A Good Boy, My Jim. A Good Boy, And I'm Very Proud Of Him. Not Easy To Understand, No Sir. He's Not Easy To Understand. But He's All Man, And He'll Make His Mark. Mind You, My Boy Will Make His Mark.

Remember: Life Is Short, Break The Rules

If I Had One Day When I Didn't Have To Be All Confused And Didn't Have To Feel That I Was Ashamed Of Everything. If I Felt That I Belonged Someplace. You Know?

Take It Easy Driving– The Life You Save May Be Mine.

When An Actor Plays A Scene Exactly The Way A Director Orders, It Isn't Acting. It's Following Instructions. Anyone With The Physical Qualifications Can Do That. So The Director's Task Is Just That – To Direct, To Point The Way. Then The Actor Takes Over. And He Must Be Allowed The Space, The Freedom To Express Himself In The Role. Without That Space, An Actor Is No More Than An Unthinking Robot With A Chest-full Of Push-buttons.