New York Is Not A City To

There Is Nothing Like Tasting The Grit Of Fear For Rediscovering That The Umbilical Cord Is Made Of Piano Wire.

There's Nothing The Matter With Hollywood That A Good Earthquake Couldn't Cure.

There Is Nothing That One Can Say About Acting, Writing, Producing Or Directing That Cannot Be Revoked In The Next Breath. Nothing Is Immutable. The Logic Of One Year Is A Folly Of The Next.

The Theatre Breeds Its Own Kind Of Cruelty, And Its Sadism Takes On A Keener Edge Since It Can Be Enjoyed Under The Innocent Guise Of Critical Judgment.

One Begins With Two People On A Stage, And One Of Them Had Better Say Something Pretty Quick.