Showing posts with label actor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label actor. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 10, 2021

Harry

Dear Valeria,

I’m perfect!




Sincerely Yours,

Harry “Little Tich” Relph

Friday, August 28, 2020

Chadwick

Dear Valeria,



“Now, more than ever, the illusions of division threaten our very existence. We all know the truth: more connects us than separates us. But in times of crisis the wise build bridges, while the foolish build barriers. We must find a way to look after one another, as if we were one single tribe.”

Chadwick Boseman

Sunday, April 12, 2020

Bibi

Dear Valeria,

Part of being an actress is aliveness, alertness, and it comes from not letting yourself stiffen. I wanted to see life, wanted to smell it, and I felt starving, mentally.

Stay alive,
Bibi


Thursday, December 27, 2018

Carrie

Dear Valeria,

That’s the way it works in movies. Something happens that has an impact on someone’s life, and based on that impact, his life shifts course. Well, that’s not how it happens in life. Something has an impact on you, and then your life stays the same, and you think, “Well, what about the impact?” You have epiphanies all the time. They just don't have any effect.

Love,

Carrie Fisher

Monday, July 31, 2017

Jeanne

Dear Valeria,


I shall die very young...maybe seventy, maybe eighty, maybe ninety. But I shall be very young.

Many, many kisses

Jeanne Moreau

Friday, February 26, 2016

Leonard

Dear Valeria,

A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory.

LLAP,

Leonard Nimoy

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Eleonora

Cara Valeria,

To save the theatre, the theatre must be destroyed, the actors and actresses must all die of the plague. They poison the air, they make art impossible. It is not drama that they play, but pieces for the theatre. We should return to the Greek, play in the open air; the drama dies of stalls and boxes and evening dress, and people who come to digest dinner.

Ibsen is like this room where we are sitting, with all the tables and chairs. Do I care whether you have twenty or twenty-five links on your chain? Hedda Gabler, Nora and the rest: it is not that I want! I want Rome and the Coliseum, the Acropolis, Athens; I want beauty, and the flame of life.

Ciao!

Duse

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Maria

Dear Valeria,

I'm still struggling for the image of women in film and I'm still working, not as much as I would like to because for a woman in her late forties, it's hard to find work. Not only in France. I had a chat with Anjelica Huston last year. We spoke about the same problem, you know. I don't know where it comes from? The writers, the producers, or the directors. But I think it's a pity even for the public. We get a response to see a mature woman in film. We see many, many macho men in film. An actress like Meryl Streep doesn't work as much as Bob De Niro.

Amicalement,

Maria Schneider

Monday, February 2, 2015

Boris

Dear Valeria,

One always hears of actors complaining of being typed - if he's young, he's typed as a juvenile; if he's handsome, he's typed as a leading man. I was lucky. Whereas bootmakers have to spend millions to establish a trademark, I was handed a trademark free of charge. When an actor gets in a position to select his own roles, he's in big trouble, for he never knows what he can do best. I'm sure I'd be damn good as little Lord Fauntleroy, but who would pay ten cents to see it?



Your most sincerely,

Boris Karloff

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Friday, October 3, 2014

Ronnie

Dear Valeria,

I have to tell you that all through my fifty years in the business, two words have always been in my thoughts – these two words are 'What luck'. What luck to have met, in the far-off days of weekly rep, a marvellous comedian called Glenn Melvyn, who gave me my first TV job and taught me how to stutter. What luck to have been in Oxford rep when a young Peter Hall arrived as director and brought me to London's West End. What luck that James Gilbert saw me do a radio show and put me in The Frost Report. What luck that the star of that show, David Frost, put me under contract, that resulted in Porridge and Open All Hours, and who paired me with the wonderful Ronnie Corbett. What luck to have had a wife for forty-five years, who throughout my television career, sat in the audience of every show and laughed louder than anyone else. And finally, standing here before you, with this most honoured award bestowed upon me by you, what luck, what wonderful luck, to be flanked on either side by my two best friends, Ronnie Corbett and David Jason. And I might cry, Gwyneth Paltrow, watch out.

Goodnight!

Ronnie Barker

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Simone

Dear Valeria,

Nostalgia is not what it used to be.

Best,

Simone Signoret

Friday, September 26, 2014

Anna

Cara Valeria,

I would always say to my make-up artists: 'don't cover my wrinkles, it took me a whole life to earn them'.

Ciao,

Anna Magnani

Friday, August 29, 2014

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Ruth

Dear Valeria,

Never give up.
And never, under any circumstances, face the facts.

Best wishes,

Ruth Gordon

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Bela

My sweet Valeria,

I have never met a vampire personally, but I don't know what might happen tomorrow.

Kisses,

Bela Lugosi

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Marlene

Darling Valeria,

Most of us city dwellers open our windows onto dreary views if we open them at all. The Romans not only open them, but every nook and cranny of their town is beautiful. What fools we are, we, who don't live there.

Mwah, mwah, darlink!

Marlene Dietrich

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Rose

Dear Valeria,

I wasn't naked, I was completely covered by a blue spotlight.

Yours most sincerely,

Gypsy Rose Lee

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Peter

Dear Valeria,

No, no. Our private conversations have not been such that I am anxious to continue them. Forgive me for speaking so bluntly, but it is the truth.

Much love,

Peter Lorre