The Only Good Government... Is A Bad

The Will Is Never Free - It Is Always Attached To An Object, A Purpose. It Is Simply The Engine In The Car - It Can't Steer

Nothing Like Poetry When You Lie Awake At Night. It Keeps The Old Brain Limber. It Washes Away The Mud And Sand That Keeps On Blocking Up The Bends. Like Waves To Make The Pebbles Dance On My Old Floors. And Turn Them Into Rubies And Jacinths; Or At Any Rate, Good Imitations.

When A Woman Gets The Idea Of Justice, There's No Teaching Her Any Sense.

Throughout The Play Everything Possible Was Done To Show The Virtue, Innocence And Helplessness Of The Poor, And The Abandoned Cruelty, The Heartless Self-indulgence Of The Rich.

Life Would Die Without Poets, And Democracy Must Have Its Spellbinders.