The Path Of Sound Credence Is Through

Drama - What Literature Does At Night.

It Is Also Said Of Me That I Now And Then Contradict Myself. Yes, I Improve Wonderfully As Time Goes On.

I Know Many Married Men, I Even Know A Few Happily Married Men, But I Don't Know One Who Wouldn't Fall Down The First Open Coal Hole Running After The First Pretty Girl Who Gave Him A Wink.

Great Art Is As Irrational As Great Music. It Is Mad With Its Own Loveliness.

So Long As There Is One Pretty Girl Left On The Stage, The Professional Undertakers May Hold Up Their Burial Of The Theater.