Only through time time is conquered

Playwriting gets into your blood and you can't stop it. At least not until the producers or the public tell you to.

At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is, But neither arrest nor movement. And do not all it fixity, Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards, Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.

We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.

At the still point, there the dance is.

The Rum Turn Tugger is a terrible bore: When you let him in, then he wants to be out; He's always on the wrong side of every door, And as soon as he's at home, then he'd like to get about.

Friendship should be more than biting time can sever.