I'll tell you something, and this is true: I've never been able to write a film which I didn't respect. I just can't do it. I'm very happy about all the films I haven't done.
Harold PinterRead
There are places in my heart...where no living soul...has...or can ever...trespass.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that there are deep, private emotions and thoughts that are inaccessible to others.
Harold Pinter's quote reflects the idea that human beings possess inner sanctuaries of emotion and thought that are untouched by external influences or other people. It emphasizes the uniqueness and privacy of individual feelings and experiences, suggesting that some aspects of our inner lives remain solely ours, forming a part of our identity that is sacred and inviolable, often beyond the reach of others' understanding or intrusion.
In practice
In a speech about personal growth, one might use this quote to emphasize the importance of self-discovery.
I'll tell you something, and this is true: I've never been able to write a film which I didn't respect. I just can't do it. I'm very happy about all the films I haven't done.
All that happens is that the destruction of human beings - unless they're Americans - is called collateral damage.
I do tend to think that I've written a great deal out of my unconscious because half the time I don't know what a given character is going to say next.
I never think of myself as wise. I think of myself as possessing a critical intelligence which I intend to allow to operate.
It's so easy for propaganda to work, and dissent to be mocked.
The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear. It is a necessary avoidance, a violent, sly, and anguished or mocking smoke screen which keeps the other in its true place. When true silence falls we are left with echo but are nearer nakedness. One way of looking at speech is to say that it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.
As the sun shines both on the cedar and the smallest flower, so the Divine sun illumines each soul.
Oh, Creator! Can monsters exist in the sight of him who alone knows how they were invented, how they invented themselves, and how they might not have invented themselves?
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand.
Honor and shame from no condition rise. Act well your part: there all the honor lies.
Every fundamentalist movement I've studied in Judaism, Christianity and Islam is convinced at some gut, visceral level that secular liberal society wants to wipe out religion.
What happens then is like what happens when we separate a jigsaw puzzle into its fuve hundred pieces: The over-all picture disappears. This is the state of modern medicine: It has lost the sense of the unity of man. Such is the price it has paid for its scientific progress. It has sacrificed art to science.
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