One Of The Delights Known To Age,

I Have Always Been A Grumbler. I Am Designed For The Part - Sagging Face, Weighty Underlip, Rumbling, Resonant Voice. Money Couldn't Buy A Better Grumbling Outfit.

I Fancy That The Hell Of Too Many People Would Occupy A Respectable Place In The Hierarchy Of Infernal Regions.

To Say That These Men Paid Their Shillings To Watch Twenty-two Hirelings Kick A Ball Is Merely To Say That A Violin Is Wood And Catgut, That Hamlet Is So Much Paper And Ink.

If You Are A Genius, You'll Make Your Own Rules, But If Not - And The Odds Are Against It - Go To Your Desk No Matter What Your Mood, Face The Icy Challenge Of The Paper - Write.

A Synopsis Is A Cold Thing. You Do It With The Front Of Your Mind. If You're Going To Stay With It, You Never Get Quite The Same Magic As When You're Going All Out.