Everyone wants to escape, everyone's drawn to escapism to leave their lives for an hour or two, and we're all so curious as human beings.
I love running away for a few months and creating a record.
Do not be misled by the fact that you are at liberty and relatively free; that for the moment you are not under lock and key: you have simply been granted a reprieve.
My favorite time in the cycles of public life is the time when the Pope is dead and they haven't elected a new one. There's no one in the world who is infallible for those weeks. And you know, I don't miss it.
In 1916 I was discharged from military service, or rather, given a sort of leave of absence on the understanding that I might be recalled within a few months. And so I was a free man, at least for a while.
Everything one does in life, even love, occurs in an express train racing toward death. To smoke opium is to get out of the train while it is still moving. It is to concern oneself with something other than life or death.
It seemed out of place to think of consequences during the fiesta.
The slave who dances is free ... while he is dancing.
How bout you and all your morals in that outfit that you borrowed/Make the most out of tonight and worry bout it all tomorrow.
I don't think I can remain anonymous for that much longer. It was fun while it lasted. Very fun.
I'm an actor in between jobs right now, so I kind of live the life of a 7-year old.
