I don’t just want to be a good actor. I don’t even want to be just the best. I want to grow and grow, grow so tall that nobody can reach me. Not to prove anything, but just to go where you ought to go when you devote your whole life and all you are to one thing.
Maybe that sounds crazy or egocentric or something, but I think there’s only one true form of greatness for a man. If a man can bridge the gap between life and death, I mean if he can live on after he’s died, then maybe he was a great man. When they talk about success, they talk about reaching the top. Well, there is no top. You’ve got to go on and on, never stop at any point. To me, the only success, the only greatness for a man is immortality. To have your work remembered in history, to leave something in this world that will last for centuries - that’s greatness.
Happy Birthday to the great James Dean; Feb. 8th!
"Hey. Do you mind if I tell you a story? One you might not have heard. All the elements in your body were forged many many millions of years ago in the heart of a faraway star that exploded and died. That explosion scattered those elements across the desolations of deep space. After so, so many millions of years, these elements came together to form new stars and new planets. And on and on it went. The elements came together and burst apart, forming shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings. Until, eventually, they came together to make you. You are unique in the universe.”