Childhood Is A Short Season.

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.

One Has To Grow Up With Good Talk In Order To Form The Habit Of It.

Victoria Had The Discipline Of Being A Queen To Help Her Through The Biggest Trial Of Her Life - When She Lost Albert And Faltered. I've Had The Discipline Of The Theatre To Help Me Over The Ups And Downs. A Wonderful Life . . Go It Old Girl. You've Done It Well.

At 50, You Need To Laugh About Your Age. If You Don't, Everybody Else Will Do It For You. Happy Birthday, Old Chum!

Love Is Perhaps The Only Glimpse We Are Permitted Of Eternity.