Radio put technology into storytelling and made it sick. TV killed it. Then you were locked into somebody else's sighting of that ...story. You no longer had the benefit of making that picture for yourself, using your imagination. Storytelling brings back that humanness that we have lost with TV. You talk to children and they don't hear you. They are television addicts. Mamas bring them home from the hospital and drag them up in front of the set and the great stare-out begins.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Most days I feel like an acrobat high above a crowd out of which my own parents, my in-laws, potential employers, phantoms of "oth...er women who do it" and a thousand faceless eyes stare up.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The women of this century are neither idle nor indifferent. They are working with might and main to mitigate the evils which stare... them in the face on every side, but much of their work is without knowledge. It is aimed at the effects, not the cause; it is plucking the spoiled fruit; it is lopping off the poisonous branches of the deadly upas tree, which but makes the root more vigorous in sending out new shoots in every direction. A right understanding of physiological law teaches us that the cause must be removed; the tree must be girdled; the tap-root must be severed. The tap-root of our social upas lies deep down at the very foundations of society. It is woman's dependence. It is woman's subjection. Hence, the first and only efficient work must be to emancipate woman from her enslavement.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Any owner of cats will know of what I speak. Cats come at dawn to sit on your bed. They may not nip your nose or inhale your breat...h or make a sound. They simply sit there and stare at you until you open one eyelid and spy them there about to drop dead for need of feeding. So it is with ideas. They come silently in the hour of trying to wake up and remember my name. The notions and fancies sit on the edge of my wits, whisper in my ears and then, if I don't rouse, give more than cats give: a good knock in the head, which gets me out and down to my typewriter before the ideas flee or die or both. In any event, I make the ideas come to me. I do not go to them. I provoke their patience by pretending disregard. This infuriates the latent creature until it is almost raving to be born and once born, nourished.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I have known a vast quantity of nonsense talked about bad men not looking you in the face. Don't trust that conventional idea. Dis...honesty will stare honesty out of countenance any day in the week, if there is anything to be got by it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He said, I'm just out of hospital, but I'm still flying.... I answered, of course, angry, prescient, knowing. what fire lay behind his wide stare,LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The last best hope of earth, two trillion dollars in debt, is spinning out of control, and all we can do is stare at a flickering ...cathode-ray tube as Ollie "answers" questions on TV while the press, resolutely irrelevant as ever, asks politicians if they have committed adultery. From V-J Day 1945 to this has been, my fellow countrymen, a perfect nightmare.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »