Bookmarker is a personal project by @dellsystem to help with retaining reading material. Source on GitHub.

Activity

You added a note
1 month, 1 week ago

I’ve always felt in danger

I’m such a man. I’ve always felt in danger. I’ve never felt totally secure, even when I was most successful and every author wanted me to direct his new play. I’ve thought affluence uncertain and praise temporary. I am obsessively aware that money in the bank leaks, that it shrinks. I don’t trust t…

—p.72 Elia Kazan: A Life by Elia Kazan
You added a note
1 month, 1 week ago

my strange way of telling a story

YOU MUST be wondering about my strange way of telling a story, constantly shifting around, twisting back and forth in time even though my life has been lived as yours is being lived, in a progression of days. What I’m doing is unraveling a great tangle of twine, found in an old basket at the bottom…

—p.67 by Elia Kazan
You added a note
1 month, 1 week ago

the importance of theatre in a society

I sat at the feet of Lee and Harold, literally; wrote down everything they said. Harold opened my eyes to the importance of theatre in a society, that it had an obligation, particularly in our time of national emergency, which was to voice the concerns of the people in the audience. Theatre, he sai…

—p.65 by Elia Kazan
You added a note
1 month, 1 week ago

these emotions are the materials of his art

At his classes in the technique of acting, Lee laid down the rules, supervised the first exercises. These were largely concerned with the actor’s arousing his inner temperament. The essential and rather simple technique, which has since then been complicated by teachers of acting who seek to make t…

—p.63 by Elia Kazan
You added a note
1 month, 1 week ago

I had a passion at last

Now don’t believe what follows. Don’t believe that the month of May, which had already passed, and which is my favorite month because it is the burst of spring and the time of hope and promise, was three months long that summer, that it was May all summer that summer. The air of the place that May …

—p.58 by Elia Kazan