Whatever The World Condemns You For, Make

Commissions Suit Me. They Set Limits. Jean Marais Dared Me To Write Play In Which He Would Not Speak In The First Act, Would Weep For Joy In The Second And In The Last Would Fall Backward Down A Flight Of Stairs.

Expect Neither Reward Nor Beatitude. Return Noble Waves For Ignoble.

To Be Audacious With Tact, You Have To Know To What Point You Can Go Too Far.

Silence Moves Faster When It's Going Backward.

Without Resistance You Can Do Nothing