I loved being in the room with Mamet as a director - he is the most generous, funny, delightful person to work for every day. — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“Because every time she looked at me, she saw him, our son, that generous boy, and it was another gut punch bending her over, another parting of her flesh, and I was one of the thousand, and my gift to… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“I was a ghost, a skeletal frame of bones and sweat, a distraction for a night, barely something to cling to in the dark,… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
I think that that is a wonderful format - you know, having individual stories over a period of weeks that are thematically connected in… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
I'm one of those weird people that tends to not do the extras and listen to the commentaries and stuff on movies, although I… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“Sometimes they run. Those are the ones I find out in the dive bars, the sex clubs, the dark reflections in the night. They… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“You know that part of your writing that you question, —that's weird and doesn't fit neatly into a genre or mold?Write more of that.… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“In a city of almost three million people, a white van stands out about as much as a pigeon in a park. White vans… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
I loved being in the room with Mamet as a director - he is the most generous, funny, delightful person to work for every… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“In the span of one hundred and forty seconds I have transformed once again. I spill out of the seat, and to the back… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
If people work together in an open way with porous boundaries - that is, if they listen to each other and really talk to… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“Our father was a rumor, an echo, something only to be seen out of the corner of your eye. Our father was a woodsman,… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“Because every time she looked at me, she saw him, our son, that generous boy, and it was another gut punch bending her over,… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
“I pull the door open and step inside, bracing myself for the heat and noise, but there is nothing here tonight. Just a few… — Richard Thomas Copy Share Image
