My stage fright gets worse at every performance. During the overture I hope for a theater fire, typhoon, revolution in the Pentagon.

Am I incapable of living with the one sole guarantee, that I'm still here? Am I afraid of living because I fear death?

Try not to have idols: they are interchangeable and lead to a wantonness that is easily mistaken for love.

If you have to make mistakes, make them good and big, don't be middling if you can help it.

If one sits down and concentrates on imagining the worst possible surroundings for rehearsing a musical show, it's never as bad as the rehearsal rooms one actually lands in.

Prosperity's disciples build careful bastions against age and change.

Success and failure are greatly overrated. But failure gives you a whole lot more to talk about.