I've Sometimes Thought Of Marrying - And

I Never Cared Who Scored The Goal, Or Which Side Won The Silver Cup. I Never Learned To Bat Or Bowl; But I Heard The Curtain Going Up.

Wit Ought To Be A Glorious Treat Like Caviar; Never Spread It About Like Marmalade.

I Have Always Been Very Fond Of Them (drama Critics) . . . I Think It Is So Frightfully Clever Of Them To Go Night After Night To The Theatre And Know So Little About It.

The Theatre Should Be Treated With Respect. The Theatre Is A Wonderful Place, A House Of Strange Enchantment, A Temple Of Illusion. What It Most Emphatically Is Not And Never Will Be Is A Scruffy, Ill-lit, Fumed-oak Drill Hall Serving As A Temporary Soap Box For Political Propaganda.

There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner, There Are Dark Clouds Travelling Through The Sky, And It's No Good Whining, About A Silver Lining, For We Know From Experience They Won't Roll By...