Newman's First Law: It Is Useless To

I Wish I Could Recall With Clarity The Impulse That Compelled Me To Help Bring This Camp Into Being. I'd Be Pleased If I Could Announce A Motive Of Lofty Purpose. I've Been Accused Of Compassion, Of Altruism, Of Devotion To Christian, Hebrew, And Muslim Ethic, But However Desperate I Am To Claim Ownership Of A High Ideal, I Cannot. I Wanted, I Think, To Acknowledge Luck; The Chance Of It, The Benevolence Of It In My Life, And The Brutality Of It In The Lives Of Others, Made Especially Savage For Children Because They May Not Be Allowed The Good Fortune Of A Lifetime To Correct It.

There Really Is No Such Thing As A Sick Child; There Are Children Who Happen To Be Sick. Think About It, And You Will Understand The Magic Of The Camps

Newman's Second Law: Just When Things Look Darkest, They Go Black.

For Some Players, Luck Itself Is An Art

Well, The Nice Thing About Animation, You Don't Even Really Have To Account For Yourself. All Of The Physical Stuff That You Work On As An Actor, You Just Throw Away.