As for theatre, there's ups and downs to everything. Theatre is ephemeral. But that is part of its charm because you can always say the production was better than it was.

And in time it will be as though men had never come to this perfect corner of the world-never called it paradise on earth, never despoiled it with their dream factories; and in the golden hush of the afternoon all that will be heard will be the flittering of dragonflies, and the murmur of hummingbirds as they pass from bower to bower, looking for a place to sup sweetness.

I've dealt with a lot of producers who were pricks and I'm determined not to be that.

Gather experience... Look at what you should not look at. A feeling of anxiety is the sure and certain evidence that you should do this.

After all, where can the glorious, the goofy, and the god-like stand shoulder to shoulder?

A soul of water a soul of stone. A soul by name a soul unknown. The hours unmake our flesh our bone. The Soul is all and all alone!

Flesh could not keep its glamour, nor eyes their sheen. They would go to nothing soon. But monsters are forever.