If You Rest, You Rust.

Yes, I Have Doubted. I Have Wandererd Off The Path. I Have Been Lost. But I Always Returned. It Is Beyond The Logic I Seek. It Is Intuitive - An Intrinsic, Built-in Sense Of Direction. I Seem To Find My Way Home. My Faith Has Wavered But Has Saved Me.

Stardom Can Be A Gilded Slavery.

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.

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.

In This Sometimes Turbulent World, The River Is A Cosmic Symbol Of Durability And Destiny; Awesome, But Steadfast. In This Period Of Deep National Concern, I Wish Everyone Could Live For A While Beside A Great River.