The Theatre Is A Tragic Place, Full

We Are All The Judges And The Judged, Victims Of The Casual Malice And Fantasy Of Others, And Ready Sources Of Fantasy And Malice In Our Turn. And If We Are Sometimes Accused Of Sins Of Which We Are Innocent, Are There Not Also Other Sins Of Which We Are Guilty And Of Which The World Knows Nothing?

The Bereaved Cannot Communicate With The Unbereaved.

Moralistic Is Not Moral. And As For Truth - Well, It's Like Brown - It's Not In The Spectrum. Truth Is So Generic.

A Death Is The Most Terrible Of Facts.

Of Course Men Play Roles, But Women Play Roles Too, Blanker Ones. They Have, In The Play Of Life, Fewer Good Lines.