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The Only Credential The City Asked Was The Boldness To Dream. For Those Who Did, It Unlocked Its Gates And Its Treasures, Not Caring Who They Were Or Where They Came From.

One Of The Grave Dangers Inherent In The Various Stages Of Any Theatrical Career-whether It Be Budding, Quiescent Or Diminishing-is The Advice Of Friends.

Far More Quickly Than Reason And Logic, Irony Can Penetrate Rage And Puncture Self-pity.

Other Centuries Had Their Driving Forces. What Will Ours Have Been When Men Look Far Back To It One Day? Maybe It Won't Be The American Century, After All. Or The Russian Century Or The Atomic Century. Wouldn't It Be Wonderful, Phil, If It Turned Out To Be Everybody's Century, When People All Over The World--free People--found A Way To Live Together? I'd Like To Be Around To See Some Of That, Even The Beginning.

You'd Be Surprised How Many Kings Are Only A Queen With A Moustache.