Drama - What Literature Does At Night.

Love Is The Emotion That A Woman Feels Always For A Poodle Dog And Sometimes For A Man.

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.

The Path Of Sound Credence Is Through The Thick Forest Of Skepticism.

All That Is Necessary To Raise Imbecility Into What The Mob Regards As Profundity Is To Lift It Off The Floor And Put It On A Platform.

An Actor Without A Playwright Is Like A Hole Without A Doughnut.