He Who Fights, Can Lose. He Who

You May Proclaim, Good Sirs, Your Fine Philosophy But Till You Feed Us, Right And Wrong Can Wait!

He Who Is Still Laughing Is He Who Hasn't Heard The Terrible News.

Firebugs Dragging Their Gasoline Bottles Are Approaching The Academy Of Arts, With A Grin. And So, Instead Of Embracing Them, Let Us Demand The Freedom Of The Elbow To Knock The Bottles Out Of Their Filthy Hands. Even The Most Blockheaded Bureaucrat, Provided He Loves Peace, Is A Greater Lover Of The Arts Than Any So-called Art-lover Who Loves The Arts Of War.

The Fate Of Man Is Man.

Sin Is What Is New, Strong, Surprising, Strange. The Theatre Must Take An Interest In Sin If The Young Are To Be Able To Go There.