Good Plays Drive Bad Playgoers Crazy.

Nobody Is Fully Alive Who Cannot Apply To Art As Much Discrimination And Appreciation As He Applies To The Work By Which He Earns His Living.

The Perfect Bureaucrat Everywhere Is The Man Who Manages To Make No Decisions And Escape All Responsibility.

Although The Theater Is Not Life, It Is Composed Of Fragments Or Imitations Of Life, And People On Both Sides Of The Footlight Have To Unite To Make The Fragments Whole And The Imitations Genuine.

We Cheerfully Assume That In Some Mystic Way Love Conquers All, That Good Outweighs Evil In The Just Balances Of The Universe And At The 11th Hour Something Gloriously Triumphant Will Prevent The Worst Before It Happens.

Life Is Seldom As Unendurable As, To Judge By The Facts, It Logically Ought To Be.