It Is Far Easier For A Woman

The Clown May Be The Source Of Mirth, But - Who Shall Make The Clown Laugh?

How Far Does A Pretence Of Feeling, Maintained With Absolute Conviction, Become Authentic?

Though I Still Turn Up My Coat-collar In A Lonely Way And Am Always Looking At Myself In Mirrors, They’re Only Habits And Give No Clue At All To My Character, Whatever That Is. The Most Difficult Performance In The World Is Acting Naturally Isn’t It? Everything Else Is Artful.

The Invisible Is Only Another Unexplored Country, A Brave New World.

For Hours, For Days, For Years, She Had Wandered Endlessly Within Herself But Never Met Anybody, Nobody.