I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays. You can't go anywhere without meeting clever people. The thing has become a public nuisance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools left.

The language in which thought is embodied is the mere carcass of the thought, and not the idea itself; tribunals may condemn the form, but the sense and spirit of the work is too subtle for their authority.

One loses everything when one loses one's sense of humor.

While I was doing these plays in the beginning, I wasn&#39;t getting paid. I thought of it more as a hobby. Then I realized how seriously a lot of these people took what they were doing.

Written By Tom Berenger

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