From Birth To Death We Are Alone.

Marriage. The Beginning And The End Are Wonderful. But The Middle Part Is Hell.

I Shall Continue To Explore-the Astonishment Of Living.

One Can Lie, But Truth Is More Interesting.

The Theatre Is A Gross Art, Built In Sweeps And Over-emphasis. Compromise Is Its Second Name.

As For Death, One Gets Used To It, Even If It Is Only Other People Is Death You Get Used To.