Look at me.We all have marks on our face. I have this wrinkle here from your first surgery.I have these wrinkles here from your last surgery. This is the map that shows us where we’ve going.And this is the map that shows us where we’ve been.And it’s never ever ugly.
I'm the reason your sun won't shine.
I have often been asked how my plays come about. I cannot say. Nor can I ever sum up my plays, except to say that this is what happened. That is what they said. That is what they did.