Christmas Is At Our Throats Again.

There Isn't A Particle Of You That I Don't Know, Remember, And Want.

Acting Is Not A State Of Being ... But A State Of Appearing To Be. You Can't Be Eight Times A Week Without Going Stark Staring Mad. You've Got To Be In Control.

It's Like This, Dear Boy, The One In Front Is Blind And The Kind One Behind Is Pushing Him.

It's No Good Pacing Up And Down. It Won't Make The Plane Arrive Any Faster. Just Sit Down And Accept That We're Delayed. You're Just Making A Fool Of Yourself.

My Importance To The World Is Relatively Small. On The Other Hand, My Importance To Myself Is Tremendous. I Am All I Have To Work With, To Play With, To Suffer And To Enjoy. It Is Not The Eyes Of Others That I Am Wary Of, But Of My Own. I Do Not Intend To Let Myself Down More Than I Can Possibly Help, And I Find That The Fewer Illusions I Have About Myself Or The World Around Me, The Better Company I Am For Myself.