Art Is The Sex Of The Imagination.

The Most Loyal And Faithful Woman Indulges Her Imagination In A Hypothetical Liaison Whenever She Dons A New Street Frock For The First Time.

A Poet, Any Real Poet, Is Simply An Alchemist Who Transmutes His Cynicism Regarding Human Beings Into An Optimism Regarding The Moon, The Stars, The Heavens, And The Flowers, To Say Nothing Of Spring, Love, And Dogs.

Opening Night: The Night Before The Play Is Ready To Open.

Great Art Is As Irrational As Great Music. It Is Mad With Its Own Loveliness.

Like Everybody Else, When I Don't Know What Else To Do, I Seem To Go In For Catching Colds.