To work and work and never mind why; if you kept looking for the why behind everything you might never work again, you might never bother to breathe again.

You see, that hunger inside us, that ambition, or whatever you may choose to call it, is a compass really, a compass of true desire. And if you will be happy, you must follow that desire, no matter which way the needle points.

Even an empty road leads somewhere, right?

I'm just going to jump and say:hey Mom, Dad, I'm gay, What's for dessert?

If there is any God in this world, He lives in a theatre.

To work and work and never mind why; if you kept looking for the why behind everything you might never work again, you might never bother to breathe again.

The stage is not only a world apart, it is a myriad of worlds, and in those worlds a man can have anything he fancies, if only he believes in what he sees.