Hope is but the dream of those who wake. – Matthew Prior
Fantastic tyrant of the amorous heart. How hard thy yoke, how cruel thy dart. Those escape your anger who refuse your sway, and those are punished most, who most obey. – Matthew Prior
Before I do a play I say that I hope its going to be for as short a time as possible but, once you do it, it is a paradoxical pleasure. One evening out of two there are five minutes of a miracle and for those five minutes you want to do it again and again. Its like a drug. – Isabelle Huppert