Right now my career is totally schizophrenic, because when an American production like Hitchcock Presents asks to see my work I would never dream of showing them my independent films.
I worked hard and made my own way, just as my father had. And just, I'm sure, as he hoped I would. I learned, from observing him, the satisfaction that comes from striving and seeing a dream fulfilled.
Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?
You don't realize how useful a therapist is until you see yourself on e and discover you have more problems than you ever dreamed of.
What is a television apparatus to man, who has only to shut his eyes to see the most inaccessible regions of the seen and the never seen, who has only to imagine in order to pierce through walls and cause all the planetary Baghdads of his dreams to rise from the dust.
Our eyes are holden that we cannot see things that stare us in the face, until the hour arrives when the mind is ripened; then we behold them, and the time when we saw them not is like a dream.
I try to see my films just once. it's like a dream you've been through when it's been intense, and you just have to go through it once more just to make sure you've had it.
At 17, I dreamed of seeing the world. At 19, I had been around the world and back.
Now, having had this experience, I can't say really what they were looking for. I don't know their minds. But every time I see a reality show, it seems that the most entertaining parts on other reality shows are when they make their guests look foolish.
I don't really see science fiction as fiction. I can imagine colonies on Mars and everything.
If you look at the buildings, you'll find that one part looks as if it was designed by one man, and you go around and look at another facade and it looks as if it was designed by another man, you see.
Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.
There is nothing like a dream to create the future.
They also have a sense of irony, which America doesn't have seeing as it's being run by fundamentalists who take things literally.
It is not as though the process of production holds any mystery for me, I know exactly what it involves and I know the predominant concern in shooting one of those things is production values - or as they would say, seeing it all up there on screen.
When you're sent something and read it, either you can see it while you read it, or you can't.
Since coming to Harwell I have met English people of all kinds, and I have come to see in many of them a deep rooted firmness which enables them to lead a decent way of life.
The last thing I want is to walk into my house after a long day and see all the Grammys and awards. It would make me feel weird.
It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.
I didn't want to let women down. One of the stereotypes I see breaking is the idea of aging and older women not being beautiful.
There may be a great fire in our hearts, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke.
We are near awakening when we dream that we dream.
I hate to see complacency prevail in our lives when it's so directly contrary to the teaching of Christ.
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
But now science, spurred on by its powerful delusion, hurtles inexorably towards its limits where the optimism hidden in the essence of logic founders. For the periphery of the circle of science has an infinite number of points and while there is no telling yet how the circle could ever be fully surveyed,the noble and gifted man, before he has reached the middle of his life, still inevitably encounters such peripheral limit points andfinds himself staring into an impenetrable darkness. If he at that moment sees to his horror how in these limits logic coils arounditself and finally bites its own tail - then the new form of knowledge breaks through, tragic knowledge, which in order to be tolerated,needs art as a protection and remedy.