All My Dogs Have Been Scamps And

In The Last Stages Of A Final Illness, We Need Only The Absence Of Pain And The Presence Of Family.

Every Human Being On This Earth Is Born With A Tragedy, And It Isn't Original Sin. He's Born With The Tragedy That He Has To Grow Up... A Lot Of People Don't Have The Courage To Do It.

There's A Little Vanity Chair That Charlie Gave Me The First Christmas We Knew Each Other. I'll Not Be Parting With That, Nor Our Bed - The Four-poster - I'll Be Needing That To Die In.

We Rely Upon The Poets, The Philosophers, And The Playwrights To Articulate What Most Of Us Can Only Feel, In Joy Or Sorrow. They Illuminate The Thoughts For Which We Only Grope; They Give Us The Strength And Balm We Cannot Find In Ourselves. Whenever I Feel My Courage Wavering, I Rush To Them. They Give Me The Wisdom Of Acceptance, The Will And Resiliance To Push On.

The Good Die Young But Not Always. The Wicked Prevail But Not Consistently. I Am Confused By Life, And I Feel Safe Within The Confines Of The Theatre.