The Faster We Travel, The Less There

Legends Die Hard. They Survive As Truth Rarely Does.

There Is No Racial Or Religious Prejudice Among People In The Theater. The Only Prejudice Is Against Bad Actors, Especially Successful Ones.

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.

We Rely Upon The Poets, The Philosophers, And The Playwrights To Articulate What Most Of Us Can Only Feel, In Joy Or Sorrow. They Illuminate The Thoughts For Which We Only Grope; They Give Us The Strength And Balm We Cannot Find In Ourselves. Whenever I Feel My Courage Wavering, I Rush To Them. They Give Me The Wisdom Of Acceptance, The Will And Resiliance To Push On.

Everybody Starts At The Top, And Then Has The Problem Of Staying There. Lasting Accomplishment, However, Is Still Achieved Through A Long, Slow Climb And Self-discipline.