Peter Greenaway Quotes
born 1942 Wales
Peter Greenaway CBE (born 5 April 1942) is a Welsh film director.
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"Naked! So I can see no pranks and ruses."
Jerome never liked me -- preferred my sister who was a little fool excited by modern literature -- all swear-words and scatology -- before it became fashionable.
A is for Adam and E is for Eve. B is for bile, blood and bones.
Taupe? What sort of colour is "taupe"? It sounds like a Malaysian ground sloth encountered once every fifty years by one of the Attenboroughs wearing long socks.
I've always been fascinated by maps and cartography. A map tells you where you've been, where you are, and where you're going -- in a sense it's three tenses in one.
It could be said now that all animals live in zoos, whether it is a zoo in Regent's Park, London or a Nigerian Game Reserve. Perhaps what's left to argue is only the zoo's quality.
Twenty-four pulleys, one hundred counterweights
two lenses, dark shadows...
My personal obsessions are much more interesting to me than other people's.
"No -- that's true. But it's an anniversary I shall always celebrate I shall always celebrate even if you won't. And you won't.
I want to describe the Body as a Book, a Book as a Body, and this Body and this Book will be the first Volume of Thirteen Volumes.
Atlas, the man who carries the world, becomes the book of the maps of the world. An example of man, or God, into book. Few have that honour.
All this could be enough -- we would leave an Impressionist painting at this stage -- probably much earlier -- and leave it possibly with great satisfaction.
"To a man of honour that is no choice."
Are animals like car-crashes -- Acts of God or mere Accidents -- bizarre, tragic, farcical, plotted nowadays into a scenario by an ingenious storyteller, Mr C Darwin?
"Too many stupid people have it."
She picks up the baby and contemplates the Bonsai-bush, and, as we watch, in the growing half-dark, the Bonsai-bush flowers. On the black-and-white film, the thousands of flower-petals blush a deep red.
"What good are all these books to you? You can't eat them! How can they make you happy?"
Only cinema narrows its concern down to its content, that is to its story. It should, instead, concern itself with its form, its structure.
I was continually connected with the whole world and never got any rest. At the moment, I spend only a few hours weekly on the net, that's just better for me.
This book is past the first flush of youth. It is a book that is in puberty. It is hesitating, and from the vantage point of the mature reader, it is both a sad and amusing reminder of the part which is not always attractive enough to be revisited.