Love is dead; let lovers' eyes, Locked in endless dreams, The extremes of all extremes, Ope no more, for now Love dies. — John Ford Copy Share Image
“Lost, I am Lost! My fates have doomed my death. The more I strive, I love; the more I love, The less… — John Ford Copy Share Image
Affections injured by tyranny, or rigor of compulsion, like tempest-threatened trees, unfirmly rooted, never spring to timely growth — John Ford Copy Share Image
Love is the tyrant of the heart; it darkens Reason, confounds discretion; deaf to Counsel It runs a headlong course to desperate… — John Ford Copy Share Image
Anybody can direct a picture once they know the fundamentals. Directing is not a mystery, it's not an art. The main thing about directing… — John Ford Copy Share Image
Physicians are the cobblers, rather the botchers, of men's bodies; as the one patches our tattered clothes, so the other solders our diseased flesh. — John Ford Copy Share Image
Why, I hold fate Clasped in my fist, and could command the course Of time's eternal motion, hadst thou been One thought more steady… — John Ford Copy Share Image
Sister, look ye, How, by a new creation of my tailor's I've shook off old mortality. — John Ford Copy Share Image
It is easier to get an actor to be a cowboy than to get a cowboy to be an actor. — John Ford Copy Share Image
What is done, is done: Spend not the time in tears, but seek for justice. — John Ford Copy Share Image
Love is dead; let lovers' eyes, Locked in endless dreams, The extremes of all extremes, Ope no more, for now Love dies. — John Ford Copy Share Image
You can speak well if your tongue can deliver the message of your heart. — John Ford Copy Share Image
