Shaw Writes Plays For The Ages, The

Art Is The Sex Of The Imagination.

It Is Only The Cynicism That Is Born Of Success That Is Penetrating And Valid.

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

There Is Something Distinguished About Even His Failures; They Sink Not Trivially, But With A Certain Air Of Majesty, Like A Great Ship, Its Flags Flying, Full Of Holes.

No Man Can Think Clearly When His Fists Are Clenched.