Stardom Can Be A Gilded Slavery.

All Through The Long Winter, I Dream Of My Garden. On The First Day Of Spring, I Dig My Fingers Deep Into The Soft Earth. I Can Feel Its Energy, And My Spirits Soar.

Love Is Perhaps The Only Glimpse We Are Permitted Of Eternity.

Always Aim For Achievement, And Forget About Success.

There Is Only One Terminal Dignity - Love.

The Good Die Young But Not Always. The Wicked Prevail But Not Consistently. I Am Confused By Life, And I Feel Safe Within The Confines Of The Theatre.