Drama - What Literature Does At Night.

The Dramatic Critic Who Is Without Prejudice Is On The Plane With The General Who Does Not Believe In Taking Human Life.

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.

The Bachelors Admired Freedom Is Often A Yoke, For The Freer A Man Is To Himself The Greater Slave He Often Is To The Whims Of Others.

The Sweetest Memory Is That Which Involves Something Which One Should Not Have Done; The Bitterest, That Which Involves Something Which One Should Not Have Done, And Which One Did Not Do.

I Have Yet To Find A Man Worth His Salt In Any Direction Who Did Not Think Of Himself First And Foremost.