Spalding Gray
Spalding Gray
Spalding Rockwell Graywas an American actor and writer. He is known for the autobiographical monologues that he wrote and performed for the theater in the 1980s and 1990s...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAutobiographer
Date of Birth5 June 1941
CityProvidence, RI
CountryUnited States of America
good-love people laughing
If I can make people laugh it's like being a good lover.
new-york thinking faces
The fact that New York continues in the face of all of the chaos, of the crime, of the madness, you just think that it would just pop and vanish, just explode.
baby people needs
I understood once I held a baby in my arms, why some people have the need to keep having them.
travel believe pilots
He won't fly on the Balinese airline, Garuda, because he won't fly on any airline where the pilots believe in reincarnation.
stuck
To be famous is to be stuck in an inflexible place. But at least it is to be stuck with money.
new-york thinking vegetables
I think of New York as a puree and the rest of the United States as vegetable soup.
painter breaths pens
I see [my pen] as an extension of my musculature. It's like being a painter. It's the closest I can get to my breath.
memories cutting thinking
I say that I can't make anything up. I think of myself as a collage artist. I'm cutting and pasting memories of my life. And I say, I have to live a life in order to tell a life. I would prefer to tell it because telling you're always in control, you're like God.
travel new-york moving
I knew I couldn't live in America and I wasn't ready to move to Europe so I moved to an island off the coast of America - New York City .
doubt
The only thing I don't doubt is my doubt.
real order crafts
Real life has always let me down. That's why I do the monologues. I have always said I would rather tell a life than live a life. But I have to live a life in order to tell one.
children wall mistake
When I was in therapy about two years ago, one day I noticed that I hadn't had any children. And I like children at a distance. I wondered if I'd like them up close. I wondered why I didn't have any. I wondered if it was a mistake, or if I'd done it on purpose, or what. And I noticed my therapist didn't have any children either. He had pictures of his cats on the wall. Framed.
chaos
Everything is contingent, and there is also chaos.
real likes freak
I'm kind of this control freak that likes to create his own hells before the real one can get to him