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
stories way
One of the ways to reincarnate is to tell your story.
chaos
Everything is contingent, and there is also chaos.
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 .
new-york thinking vegetables
I think of New York as a puree and the rest of the United States as vegetable soup.
doubt
The only thing I don't doubt is my doubt.
stuck
To be famous is to be stuck in an inflexible place. But at least it is to be stuck with money.
baby people needs
I understood once I held a baby in my arms, why some people have the need to keep having them.
good-love people laughing
If I can make people laugh it's like being a good lover.
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.
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.
suicide mother waiting
I was darkly convinced that at age 52 I would kill myself because my mother committed suicide at that age. I was fantasizing that she was waiting for me on the other side of the grave.
girlfriend pain teenage
I fantasize about going back to high school with the knowledge I have now. I would shine. I would have a good time, I would have a girlfriend. I think that's where a lot of my pain comes from. I think I never had any teenage years to go back to.
sleep climbing class
And just as I was climbing into that first-class seat, and wrapping myself in a blanket, just as I was adjusting my pillow behind my head, and having a sip of that champagne, and just as I was bringing down and adjusting my Thai purple sleep mask, I had an inkling. I had a flash. I suddenly thought I knew what it was that had killed Marilyn Monroe.