If at Sirmio
My soul, I meet thee, when this life’s outrun,
Will we not find some headland consecrated
By aery apostles of terrene delight,
Will not our cult be founded on the waves,
Clear sapphire, cobalt, cyanine,
On triune azures, the impalpable
Mirrors unstill of the eternal change?
“I like to break the rules. To my mind plot is unimportant… I am interested most In characterizations. The people must be real… Fitting the actor to the character is fifty per cent of the battle in creating good pictures. If they are not twin personalities the story itself loses conviction.”
Frank Capra