Raoul Martinez talks at Tedx
“There are three deaths. The first is when the body cease to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The Third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time”
“Many sitcoms simply arrive, amuse and then fade away . . . The special few, however, creep deep into our consciousness, capture our imagination, engage our emotions and never, ever, let us forget them”
“My dear Prue, we are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we children of an indifferent universe”
“He smells of leather, oil paint, tobacco, marijuana and the faint metallic smell of cocaine. He wears handmade wool sweaters and long Mexican ponchos. He never walks in a straight line. He zigzags wherever he is going”
“It turns out that relationships don’t require sacrifices. They just require growing up — and the ability to stop clinging to immature needs that are so tenacious, they keep the mature needs from getting met”
“Whatever they are now, or may be in the future, the Rolling Stones, when they were young, put themselves in jeopardy many times, because of who they were, what they were, how they lived, what they believed”
“The old drunk told me about trout fishing. When he could talk, he had a way of describing trout as if they were a precious and intelligent metal”
“Acting to me was, and is, straightforward: you see the words on the page; memorise; then say them out loud. (With radio, you don’t even have to memorise them)”
“Letters have the power to grant us a larger life. They reveal motivation and deepen understanding. They are evidential. They change lives, and they rewire history”
“We have brought this cauldron of rush upon ourselves. Time seems faster because we have made it so”
“If you’d glanced just once across the field, you’d have seen me standing in the middle on my own, looking straight at you . . . But you didn’t. You only had eyes for Alice”
“One September morning, Giovanni Drogo, being newly commissioned, set out from the city for Fort Bastiani; it was his first posting.This was the day he had looked forward for years - the beginning of his real life”
“She should have kept him with her, should not have let him go. A crazy thought. She couldn’t have stopped him. Never could”
“Tabard Inn to Canterbury Cathedral, Poet pilgrims competing for free picks, Chaucer Tales, track by track, it's the remix and we're keeping it real, reminisce this: Chaucer Tales were an unfinished business.”
Simon’s Cat in ‘Window Pain’