I Think A Playwright Must Be His

Sometimes You Have To Protect The Life Of The Play. It Seems Like Spelling Out Mysterious, Musical Details Can Destroy A Play By Making The Motivations Too Clear, Too Simplex.

And It Is Always Easter Sunday At The New York City Ballet. It Is Always Coming Back To Life. Not Even Coming Back To Life - It Lives In The Constant Present.

The Rich Live Hand-to-mouth Too-just On A Higher Level.

I Wanted To Be A Bride Of Christ But I Guess Now I'm A Young Divorcee.

James Joyce Wrote The Definitive Work About Dublin While He Was Living In Switzerland. We're All Where We Come From. We All Have Our Roots.