Anybody who’s working in pictures, I don’t care whether you say it out loud or not, wants to be a director. The actors all think, ‘When I’m washed up in this, I can be a director.’ The writer says, ‘If I write a good script, I’ll direct it myself.’
“After an age of longing had we missed
Our meeting and the dream, what were the good
Of weaving cloth of words? Were jewelled tales
An opiate meet to quell the malady
Of life unlived? In untried monotone
Were not the earth as vain, and dry, and old,
For thee, O Perfect Light, had I not sought thee?”
Ezra Pound | “Canzon: The Vision”