The Air Is Like A Draught Of

Amanda: I Think Very Few People Are Completely Normal Really, Deep Down In Their Private Lives.

Why Do I Drink Champagne For Breakfast? Doesn't Everyone?

Exercise Is The Most Awful Illusion. The Secret Is A Lot Of Aspirin And Marrons Glaces.

The Theatre Should Be Treated With Respect. The Theatre Is A Wonderful Place, A House Of Strange Enchantment, A Temple Of Illusion. What It Most Emphatically Is Not And Never Will Be Is A Scruffy, Ill-lit, Fumed-oak Drill Hall Serving As A Temporary Soap Box For Political Propaganda.

I Have A Memory Like An Elephant. In Fact, Elephants Often Consult Me.