A Quote by Dillon Burroughs

The applause of the audience is short-lived. When calls resound for an encore, we are called to direct our attention to our Master. — © Dillon Burroughs
The applause of the audience is short-lived. When calls resound for an encore, we are called to direct our attention to our Master.
Unexplained pain may sometimes direct our attention to something unacknowledged, something we are afraid to know or feel. Then it holds us to our integrity, claiming the attention we withhold. The thing which calls our attention may be a repressed experience or some unexpressed and important part of who we are. Whatever we have denied may stop us and dam the creative flow of our lives. Avoiding pain, we may linger in the vicinity of our wounds, sometime for many years, gathering the courage to experience them.
We live in a time of short attention spans and long stories. The short attention spans are seen as inevitable, the consequence of living our lives in thrall to flickering streams of information. The long stories are the surprise, as is the persistence of the audience for them.
The expensive ones are for Starz. No. We decided, as part of our Encore strategy, to broaden and strengthen and help focus the Encore plexus by adding original programming.
The encore is the short piece after the program has finished, where the performer brings out something that the audience doesn't expect.
Encore' was an experiment. 'Encore' was the second chance at a first impression. 'Encore' was not completely planned.
'Encore' was an experiment. 'Encore' was the second chance at a first impression. 'Encore' was not completely planned.
Applause is an instinctive, unconscious act expressing the sympathy between actors and audience. Just as our art demands more instinct than intellect in its exercise, so we demand of those who watch us an apppreciation of the simple unconscious kind which finds an outlet in clapping rather than the cold intellectual approval which would self-consciously think applause derogatory. I have yet to meet the actor who was sincere in saying that he disliked applause.
In imitation of our Master, we Christians are called to confront the poverty of our brothers and sisters, to touch it, to make it our own and to take practical steps to alleviate it.
There's nothing in your life or in our collective problems that does not require our ability to put our attention where we care about. At the end of our lives, all we have is our attention and our time.
We must do our work for its own sake, not for fortune or attention or applause.
The reason I became an actor was applause and being the center of attention. So, short of that, Twitter is probably a good alternative.
You can tell by the applause: There's perfunctory applause, there's light applause, and then there's real applause. When it's right, applause sounds like vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce.
Our lives are the sum of our memories. How much are we willing to lose from our already short lives by … not paying attention?
Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants. We put on display our framed photographs, our parchment diplomas, our silver-plated cups; we monogram our linen, we carve our names on trees, we scrawl them on washroom walls. It's all the same impulse. What do we hope from it? Applause, envy, respect? Or simply attention, of any kind we can get? At the very least we want a witness. We can't stand the idea of our own voices falling silent finally, like a radio running down.
We learn the inner secret of happiness when we learn to direct our inner drives, our interest and our attention to something besides ourselves.
It's not our fault our generation has short attention spans, Dad. We watch an appalling amount of TV.
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