If You Rest, You Rust.

We May Be Living In The Twentieth Century, In Resplendent Sophistication. But Deep Down, Most Of Us Find Ourselves Still In The Stone Age Of Superstition.

Perhaps We Have Been Misguided Into Taking Too Much Responsibility From Our Children, Leaving Them Too Little Room For Discovery

The Theatre Demanded Of Its Members Stamina, Good Digestion, The Ability To Adjust, And A Strong Sense Of Humor. There Was No Discomfort An Actor Didn't Learn To Endure. To Survive, We Had To Be Horses And We Were.

When Charles First Saw Our Child Mary, He Said All The Proper Things For A New Father. He Looked Upon The Poor Little Red Thing And Blurted, "she's More Beautiful Than The Brooklyn Bridge."

If You Rest, You Rust.