Until You Try, You Don't

One Can't Judge Till One's Forty; Before That We're Too Eager, Too Hard, Too Cruel, And In Addition Much Too Ignorant.

Until You Try, You Don't Know What You Can't Do.

To Treat A Big Subject In The Intensely Summarized Fashion Demanded By An Evening's Traffic Of The Stage When The Evening, Freely Clipped At Each End, Is Reduced To Two Hours And A Half, Is A Feat Of Which The Difficulty Looms Large.

An Englishman's Never So Natural As When He's Holding His Tongue.

New York Is Appalling, Fantastically Charmless And Elaborately Dire.