Farce Is Tragedy Played At A Thousand

I Refuse To Spend My Life Worrying About What I Eat. There Is No Pleasure Worth Foregoing Just For An Extra Three Years In The Geriatric Ward.

Dying Is A Matter Of Slapstick And Pratfalls. The Ageing Process Is Not Gradual Or Gentle. It Rushes Up, Pushes You Over And Runs Off Laughing. No One Should Grow Old Who Isn't Ready To Appear Ridiculous.

I Knew Nothing About Farce Until I Read Puce A L'oreille, And Had No Idea What A Deadly Serious Business It Is.

Do We Want Blanks, Asterisks And Exclamation Marks Which People Can Fill In With Their Own Imaginations, Or Are We Prepared And Strong Enough To Tolerate, Even If We Do Not Approve, The Strong Anglo-saxon, Realistic And Vivid Language?

The Worst Fault Of The Working Classes Is Telling Their Children They're Not Going To Succeed, Saying: There Is Life, But It's Not For You.