This part for “General Hospital” came up, and I only took it because I needed the money. I didn’t think it was any kind of career move… I thought, “Nobody watches these shows except blue-haired old ladies ironing.” But it just happened to become the popular TV show among college kids that summer. It was […]
I think I had spent up my available capital for extroversion in college, and I had to be by myself. I intended to take one year, but ended up taking four.
My father, who was technically an immigrant—he came when he was an infant—wanted me to be an American, preferably an American president. He didn’t go to college. Before I was born he wanted me to go specifically to Yale, which he thought would help. It was easy for him to think I could be president: […]
When my first semester grades came out, my mom and dad told me I wouldn’t be playing football.
My roommate in college in Austin, Texas, was Wes Anderson. Wes always wanted to be a director. I was an English major in college, and he got us to work on a screenplay together. And then, in working on the screenplay, he wanted my brother, Luke, and me to act in this thing. We did […]
Enter by this gateway and seek the way of honor, the light of truth, the will to work for men.
At college, and perhaps for a year afterwards, they had believed in literature, had believed in Beauty and in personal expression as an absolute end. When they lost this belief, they lost everything. Money and fame meant nothing to them. They were not worldly men.
It takes most men five years to recover from a college education, and to learn that poetry is as vital to thinking as knowledge.
College is like a fountain of knowledge – and the students are there to drink.
College ain’t so much where you been as how you talk when you get back.